Dinner last night:
Olivia: Mom! Look how big I am! (as she stretches her arms up over her head)
Me: Wow - you are getting big!
Olivia: When will I get little again?
Awww...I wish. <sigh>
Monday, February 27, 2012
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Fur
While eating dinner tonight, we were talking about polar bears - obviously. Isn't that part of everyone's dinner conversation? I told Olivia polar bears stay nice and warm because of their fur. Then I asked her what other animals had fur. Her answers in this order were:
1. Beavers
2. Wolves
3. Hedgehogs
I guess I was expecting dogs and cats, but having never asked this question before, how could I have guessed?
1. Beavers
2. Wolves
3. Hedgehogs
I guess I was expecting dogs and cats, but having never asked this question before, how could I have guessed?
Thursday, February 16, 2012
More GF hilarity
The other day at Cub, Olivia pulled out another little funny about the realities of my gluten-free living.
At the end of the check-out line, there is a little metal shelf on which patrons place their shopping bags to load them up. Olivia loves to stand across from me on the other side of this loading zone and pretend that she is a shop-keeping/food service worker. It's just the right height for her to feel like she's standing at a counter. As I was loading the groceries on one side and she stood on the other, she asked, "Do you want to order something?" I told her I'd love some french fries. She replied, "Let me check on the computer" as she shifted her hands over to an imaginary keyboard and keyed in a few words. "Yep!" she replied. "They're gluten-free! You can have 'em!"
And then she proceeded to tell me the price was $300. I knew GF food was spendy, but...yikes!
At the end of the check-out line, there is a little metal shelf on which patrons place their shopping bags to load them up. Olivia loves to stand across from me on the other side of this loading zone and pretend that she is a shop-keeping/food service worker. It's just the right height for her to feel like she's standing at a counter. As I was loading the groceries on one side and she stood on the other, she asked, "Do you want to order something?" I told her I'd love some french fries. She replied, "Let me check on the computer" as she shifted her hands over to an imaginary keyboard and keyed in a few words. "Yep!" she replied. "They're gluten-free! You can have 'em!"
And then she proceeded to tell me the price was $300. I knew GF food was spendy, but...yikes!
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Tracker
Olivia is crazy about dogs (we don't have one) and stuffed animals (we have a million), so naturally, she is very fond of her Hound Dog Beanie Baby named Tracker. Olivia's grandparents were over the other night for a couple hours watching her so Evan and I could go out for an early Valentine's dinner. Pie was playing with Tracker and other animals and Grandpa asked her what Tracker tracks. I've never thought to ask her that. Her response? "Mud." 
Saturday, February 4, 2012
What's in a name?
We're in to nick-names big-time in our family. Olivia usually goes by "Pie" (origin: We started calling her Pumpkin Pie around her first Thanksgiving. The "Pie" part stuck. I often add "Pie" to the end of a name as a term of endearment - i.e. my nieces Elsa-Pie and Megsie-Pie). Evan is "Mose" (origin: Moses - then Moses Pants. "Pants" is the masculine form of Pie and can be added to the end of any boy name - i.e. nephews Holden-Pants, Jaker-Pants).
The shortening of a name to (usually) one syllable and adding an "s" is another common variation of nicknames. Olivia's grandparents (my side) call her "Livs," Megsie-Pie also goes by "Megs." Jake and Jimmy are exceptions with "Jakers" and "Jimmers," but the "s" is still constant. Anything goes, really, but we have some recurring familial themes.
Olivia has picked up on these and refers to her cousins mainly by their nicknames. Of course, I've never gone over the "nickname rules" with her; she just parrots what she hears the adults saying. She has gone so far as to refer to my friend's dog, Piper, as "Pipes," which we love.
So yesterday in the tub, Pie was playing with her Sleeping Beauty Bath Barbie doll when she says to her, "Want to come over here, Barbs?" Something about the thought of tall, blond, fairy tale Barbie being called "Barbs" made me crack up. Totes presh and hilar, no?
The shortening of a name to (usually) one syllable and adding an "s" is another common variation of nicknames. Olivia's grandparents (my side) call her "Livs," Megsie-Pie also goes by "Megs." Jake and Jimmy are exceptions with "Jakers" and "Jimmers," but the "s" is still constant. Anything goes, really, but we have some recurring familial themes.
Olivia has picked up on these and refers to her cousins mainly by their nicknames. Of course, I've never gone over the "nickname rules" with her; she just parrots what she hears the adults saying. She has gone so far as to refer to my friend's dog, Piper, as "Pipes," which we love.
So yesterday in the tub, Pie was playing with her Sleeping Beauty Bath Barbie doll when she says to her, "Want to come over here, Barbs?" Something about the thought of tall, blond, fairy tale Barbie being called "Barbs" made me crack up. Totes presh and hilar, no?
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