Sunday, December 13, 2009

Grammie Notables from a Recent Conversation with Gamble

From Grammie,

"Talking to Gamble, he shocked us with the following:

"'Grammie you know I have a beard?'

"'Really, Gamble? When did this happen?'

"'Yesterday,' replied Gamble, 'I got it at the Dollar Store!'

"'Gamble, how is your baby sister?'

"Gamble asked, 'Which one?'

"'What? What do you mean, Gamble?'

"Oh, Grammie , you didn’t hear? Mommie has another baby!'

"'Really? When did this happen?'

"'About 2 ½ years ago.'

"'Really? What is her name?'

"'Oh, I don’t know, Random only told me that she has a twin, and she has been in "secret Disguise” all this time!'

"Unreal. He does this all the time, and Grandbear and I think maybe he is just gearing up to be a great fiction writer! He always giggles a little, as if to say, 'Ha! I put one over on the old gram again!'"

Breaking out into Song

Life with Random is like living in a musical. Now that she's seen The Little Mermaid a million times, she breaks into song at ... well, random moments.

Just the other night, we were talking with Gamble about school, and I think she was feeling a little ignored, as she broke out into song, singing "Youuuu..." (points at Daddie), "love..." (points at Mommie), "meeeeeeeee!" (points her finger at Gamble). She looked at us triumphantly, with a look of "Tada!" in her eyes and a huge smile on her face.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Both Numbers

Well, Random will be starting in her new day care when she gets home from Christmas break. She'll be almost three, so we're starting her in the threes room, and they have to be toilet trained, which she decidedly is not.

But her visit to her new school has her very excited, and we are using the school as an incentive for her to sit on the potty. Last week, she sat on the potty a whole bunch of times and has also been asking to go.

She went numbers two and one on consecutive days last week. Go, Random, go!



Well, Mommie is off with Random seeing a Barbie show, and Gamble and I are brewing our first ever batch of beer, so I thought I'd send out a few blogs while the wort is boiling.

From Mommie:

"I was holding my daughter's lunch hostage until she cleaned up all the toys she's scattered across the living room. She claimed that she was still playing, so I went upstairs to get some laundry folded and put away.

"All of a sudden, I hear her saying 'Thank You!" I didn't think much of it.

"After a time, I went downstairs to find that she had gotten her step stool, clambered up to get her lunch off the kitchen counter, and taken it to the table to eat.

"It made me laugh so hard, I had to let her keep eating. What independence these kids are showing!"