At times like this, I think: just wait until they're older. Then they'll be the ones cleaning it all up. And then I realize: just wait...and then they won't be making these ridiculous toddler messes anymore. Ah well. Oh! But I can be comforted with the fact that: their children will do this to them! Ha-ha! OK, I feel better now.
Today we brought home another box from Aunt Terry (the post office must not have put all the mail out the last time we were there):
A boy baby doll!
That talks! (Oh joy.)
Lavella loves it, and it took me about 3 hours to find the "off" switch. I promise though, I'll turn it back on for her in the morning. Maybe.
We went to the Eis cafe after dinner to get some cones zum mitnehmen (to go).
I got hot chocolate.
Lavella was clutching the doll to her all the while, and when it fussed, she would say "Shh, shh, shh, OK, babe, it's OK", and other such things that she hears me say. Here she is, looking exceptionally snotty and protective over her baby, which she is holding by the head. With her armpit. Safe. I hope she hasn't learned that from me.
Cute flashback: here's Lavella opening her birthday gift from Aunt Terry last year.
(And for a little trip down memory lane -- should you so wish -- here's the whole post from last year.)
4 comments:
Delaney says the same thing when she comforts her toes. Yup, her toes. She cradles her foot in her arms and says "Sh, sh, it's ok toesies." I don't know, she is a weirdo. I hope that made you laugh. It cracks me up! Ha! ~A
I hope Emma Grace is into dolls. I have enough cars, trucks, and the like. I want to by girly toys. Dolls, ponys, pretend make-up. But I'm going to try very hard not to push anything on her. ;)
Aw, sweet birthday girl. Gosh, she's cute. I don't know if you see it, but think she and Ike look like they could be brother and sister.
Aw, sweet birthday girl. Gosh, she's cute. I don't know if you see it, but think she and Ike look like they could be brother and sister.
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