Friday, February 26, 2010
What Does Daddy Say?
Eden likes the song "The Wheels on the Bus". The other day I said, "What do the daddy's on the bus say?" She said, "Wah! Wah! Wah!"
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Cleaning
Eden will sometimes pretend to clean and say, "Eden's cleaning. Eden's sad." Obviously I don't portray cleaning in a very happy light.
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
The Guessing Game
Eden and I share a room while sleeping at the Finlinsons. We got a pack-n-play for her. This morning she woke up and saw me on the bed next to her. I was faced the other way so she couldn't see who I was and I didn't stir because I thought maybe she'd go back to sleep....but then the guessing game begins...
"Mommy? ...Lydia? ...Lydia? ...Macie? ...Daddy? ...Daddy? ...Papa? ...Nana? ...Grandma? ...KyKy? ..."
I decide to just lay there and listen until she says "mommy".
Finally after many guesses later..."Mommy?"
I turn to see her. "Mommy!"
"Mommy? ...Lydia? ...Lydia? ...Macie? ...Daddy? ...Daddy? ...Papa? ...Nana? ...Grandma? ...KyKy? ..."
I decide to just lay there and listen until she says "mommy".
Finally after many guesses later..."Mommy?"
I turn to see her. "Mommy!"
Monday, February 22, 2010
"Take" vs. "Stole"
When mommy takes something away from Eden because she's not supposed to have it she sadly says, "Mommy take it."
When daddy takes something away from Eden because she's not supposed to have it she upsetly says, "Daddy stole it!"
When daddy takes something away from Eden because she's not supposed to have it she upsetly says, "Daddy stole it!"
Eden and Eva
Eva and Eden love each other. Eva is social and likes a little friend. Eden...I think she likes not being the smallest.
Today they were playing with a ball. Eva was carrying the ball and Eden went up to her and stole the ball. Then said, "Thank you!"
She kept doing this over and over.
Today they were playing with a ball. Eva was carrying the ball and Eden went up to her and stole the ball. Then said, "Thank you!"
She kept doing this over and over.
Kisses
Eden doesn't always like to give Tyson and I kisses when we ask.
But lately she'll occasionally pretend to go somewhere or sometimes just randomly she'll come up to me or Tyson....or whoever is around...and say "need a kiss" and give a little pucker.
Then she'll leave and go back to doing whatever she was doing.
But lately she'll occasionally pretend to go somewhere or sometimes just randomly she'll come up to me or Tyson....or whoever is around...and say "need a kiss" and give a little pucker.
Then she'll leave and go back to doing whatever she was doing.
Singing in the Car
Eden loves to talk, talk, talk...
But when in the car she sings, sings, sings...
We took a few longer car rides since spring break in Utah. We went from the airport in Vegas to St. George and today from St. George to Orem. The whole way we heard lots of singing. She would often make up her own songs...which goes something like this:
"AOOOEEEAOOO. Walk to grandma's house. MMMEEEOOOEEE. Apple pie in the sky. AHHHEOOO..."
Or she would sing her own version of Old McDonald...which goes like this:
"Had a farm. EEEEO. Had a cow. EEEEO. With a moo moo here, and a moo moo here, and a moo moo here, and a moo moo here...."
*I wish I had a video but my camera currently has a problem AND I can't seem to get my videos to download on my blog. This makes me very sad.
But when in the car she sings, sings, sings...
We took a few longer car rides since spring break in Utah. We went from the airport in Vegas to St. George and today from St. George to Orem. The whole way we heard lots of singing. She would often make up her own songs...which goes something like this:
"AOOOEEEAOOO. Walk to grandma's house. MMMEEEOOOEEE. Apple pie in the sky. AHHHEOOO..."
Or she would sing her own version of Old McDonald...which goes like this:
"Had a farm. EEEEO. Had a cow. EEEEO. With a moo moo here, and a moo moo here, and a moo moo here, and a moo moo here...."
*I wish I had a video but my camera currently has a problem AND I can't seem to get my videos to download on my blog. This makes me very sad.
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