Fun Conversations of a One-Year Old

I am standing here making breakfast and am enjoying the "conversation" that is happening between daddy and Abi. Daddy is asking a series of questions like, "Did you have a good day yesterday? Were you a good girl? Did you walk to the store with mommy yesterday? Did you get a good night's sleep?" and so on. After every question, Abi gives an answer, followed by an explanation as only she can do! We so wish we knew what she was actually thinking and trying to say. However, we also realize that the day is coming when we will wonder if the talking will ever stop! We are enjoying every stage. She continues to keep us on our toes! Like last night, for instance....

We have a refilled water jug in the corner of the kitchen for our water cooler. Because it is a refilled jug, the hole in the top is currently open - just a small hole. Mark asked me the other day, "Hey, she isn't dropping things down in there, is she?"

"No," I replied. "She just looks at it and puts her mouth on it."

Then there is last night. Mark is at a meeting, we just finished tubby time, I am getting her milk ready and I look over and notice her behavior around the water bottle is a little different. I quickly retrace all the previous steps in my head to remember if she had anything that would actually fit through the hole....

We had ducky, but too big for the whole. Besides, he is sitting right there on the floor.

Horsie, froggie and doggie are all way too big and they are still downstairs.

We were brushing teeth in the tubby and the toothbrush is right....ummm... where is the toothbrush!?

"Abi, where is your toothbrush?"

She looks at me, looks into the water jug and there it is! Floating in the water! "Great," I think. "How on earth am I going to get that out of there? I'm creative," I encourage myself. "I can come up with something."

I start looking through the kitchen drawers for something long enough, yet still thin enough to fit in the top of the jug. I found the tongs for the grill! Let's see if those fit! Sure enough, with a little jiggling of the water jug and a couple of tries with the tongs, out comes the toothbrush! The top has now been taped in hopes of preventing another "accident" in the water :) We'll see how long that lasts. She was already trying to figure out how to pull it off last night. Such a smart girl!

Free Basket Rides!

What do you do to entertain your one-year old when it gets dark at 6:30 p.m.? Turn the laundry basket into a mobile vehicle, of course! Abi is ready and daddy is driver number 1 ......

So basket is going around the room at a pretty good pace! Lots of laughter, smiles, no casualties and daddy adds a pillow behind the back for comfort. You have to be comfortable when on a basket ride, right? What happens next? Mommy takes a turn in the control seat. Let's let the pictures tell the story from here....

For those who didn't follow the visual, here is the play-by-play:

Mommy takes the driver's seat and all is well until....

.... a corner comes and YIKES! The basket tips over, game paused, baby on the floor..... still laughing though :)

Abi gets out, gets another pillow, climbs back into the basket, puts the pillow in front (now cushion both front and back), looks at mommy, looks at daddy, sees a blanket, gestures to daddy for the blanket and stuffs that down on top as well.

Now that she can't possibly move anywhere, she smiles, looks at mommy and is ready to go again! GAME ON!

Honestly, is mommy's driving really THAT bad? Okay, maybe that question is better left unanswered. BUT, wasn't it fun?

Addicted to Blogging!

My friend Jessica had this on her site and I thought I would see where I stand in the world of blogging....

62%How Addicted to Blogging Are You?

Pretty scary since I just started on the blogging scene a couple of weeks ago.... :P

Early Morning Visitor

Abi absolutely loves to sit in the window each morning to look for doggies, cars and any other creatures that happen to come by. This particular morning, we had a squirrel visit! We think he may have wanted to meet horsie! Abi sure did enjoy watching, waving and talking with the squirrel. We have looked every morning since, but no more squirrel visits. we did however have a chipmunk come up to the window! He actually ran into the window, I guess hoping to come in! Silly chipmunk....

Joys of a Copycat

Okay, so our 12 month old continues to surprise us and make us laugh. Both my husband and I have always been around a lot of little children, but I guess until you are around them 24/7 you don't fully grasp how quickly and fully their personalities begin to develop!

The other day, my husband was outside working on the lawnmower. I took our daughter out to play as well, and she immediately saw dad working, her red car and proceeded to push her car over by the lawnmower. She then lifted the trunk, pulled a couple of treasures out, put some more in and continued to inspect the rest of the car. Then she pushed it around a little, brought it back and repeated the same inspection. Too funny!

She would periodically look over to see what dad was doing just to make sure she wasn't missing anything, and would occasionally go over to see if she could help. Just to make sure everything was in good condition with the mower, she decided to go in for a closer look...

"Everything looks good, Dad!"

Then ..... nap time! Total meltdown. What happened to the happy helper? Mean Mommy! Mean Daddy!

Nap time over, game on!

Yes, the ups and downs of a toddler's life - so rough!

Later that day, she stopped the car on a walk with daddy, sat down to inspect the front wheel, scooted to the back (while still in the seated position) and proceeded to check out the rear wheel. A daddy's girl for sure!

Sleep? What's that?

My bedtime seems to be getting earlier and earlier. I am not sure if it is the fact that it gets dark and 5 p.m., that I have a 1 year old or that I am pregnant. However, most nights early-to-bed seems to work well for me. Except for last night.

When my husband finally came to bed, I got up to go to the bathroom, as all pregnant women do all night. "Bang, bang, bang, bang!!! Slam! Shuffle, shuffle. Slam! Bang, bang, bang!" Yes, that is what I was hearing. Now keep in mind we still have a baby sleeping and I was sleep walking until then. I came back and he was all tucked in the bed - like nothing just happened.

"What was all the noise?"

"What noise?" he says.

"Ummm.... all the banging," as if I would be referring to the quiet noise?

"I was plugging in my cell phone."

Perfectly logical to make that kind of noise plugging in a cell phone, right? Was he building a special box for the phone too? I was too tired to ask any more questions, so I rolled over still wondering how anyone could make that much noise plugging in a cell phone. Then.... toss, turn, toss, turn... then talking? Yes, the man can't sleep so he decides to start talking? I just start laughing, he turns toward me and BAM! An elbow directly into my upper back! Pain would now be the understatement of the night. I believe the bruising is still boring its way deep into the muscle and tissue in my back. The comedy of errors continues and then.... he sleeps! I am wide awake, pain throbbing in my back, and am up for the next 2 hours! Then I wake up about every hour or so after that for the rest of the night until our baby wakes up.

Who needs sleep? Overestimated, right? There's always tonight.....