Sunday, October 16, 2005

Update on the update

Since posting that 18 month update, Madam has mastered the ABC's. She sings them all the time. My favorite part is "L M N O P", because when she does it it sounds like "Elmo P". So cute. "Now I sing my A B Ceeeeeeeeee's, next time sing with meeeeeee!" She also recognizes letters as "ABC's". She'll point to big text on signs and say "A, B, C, D...." like she's reading it.

She knows her left from her right. She's officially smarter than me.

Jaynie do it!

We have officially entered the phase of "Jaynie do it!" Isn't it early for this crap? Shouldn't I have a few more months of cute baby before she turns into a holy terror?

Last week she would say "Jaynie do it!" about getting dressed, but what she meant was "Mommy - you hold out the shirt the correct way, I'll put my arms in the holes." This week she yells JAYNIE DO IT! and means "Mommy - get your HANDS OFF my shirt! I'm putting it on! So what if I'm trying to put it on backwards and upside-down! Didn't you hear me? JAYNIE DO IT!" and on and on and on. She wants to bathe herself, dress herself, climb in the car by herself, climb in her carseat, buckle herself in, mix her own chocolate milk (Yes - I give her chocolate milk. It's Instant Breakfast so I figure it's almost like it's good for her.), clean up her own milk mess, undress herself, turn on the tv, turn off the tv, lotion herself, brush her own teeth.... I'm sure there's more. Those are just the situations in which I heard JAYNIE DO IT today. Thank God it hasn't occurred to her yet to want to change her own diaper. Any day now she's gonna reach for a wipe and I'm going to have a problem.

So much cuteness!

Joe left last week for a two-week TDY, and Jaynie has been trying to break some kind of record for cuteness since he left.


Monday night -
I put Jaynie down for bed and shut her door. She was babbling and singing to herself in the crib, and I was wandering around the house tidying up (I do do that, sometimes.) When I was right outside her door I sneezed. Whoops.

There was a break in her song, and then I heard "Bless you, Mommy!" Then right back to the ABC's. Cutest. Thing. Ever.


Tuesday night -
Instead of giving her a bath, I brought her in the shower with me. While in there she A) washed her own hair, B) washed her own body, and C) washed me from the knee down (which was really appreciated - I can't see my feet anymore, much less reach them. The only parts she needed help with were her back and her right arm (she couldn't figure out that she needed to switch hands with the sponge - she was trying to reach her right arm with her right hand.)

When we got out she toweled herself dry. How did this happen? Wasn't it just yesterday that she was in the ducky tub?


Thursday evening -
While I'm elbow deep in dinner prep (not really, but I was cutting up raw chicken and had yucky germy hands), Jaynie casually walks past me from the living room to the den. She climbs up on the computer chair, stands up (!!!) and reaches up onto shelves that supposedly she can't reach. She gets the cat clippers, gets down, and strolls back into the living room while telling me "Kitty cat clip nails. Jaynie do it!"

You can imagine how quickly I was trying to wash my hands. Especially when I heard "meOOOWW!" from the living room, followed by "SIT DOWN, GEORGE!"

Now, I ask you - what on earth happened out there that made her think to give the cat a manicure? He was napping, she was watching a video and playing with blocks. At what point did she think to herself "Ya know, I don't believe this cat has had his nails clipped recently..." And how did she come up with, then carry out a detailed plan like that? SHE'S JUST A BABY FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!


Last night -
As I drove up to the pick-up window at Little Ceaser's, Jaynie yelled out "PIZZA!!!". She recognized the outside of the building, people! I guess I'll have to start making dinner, instead of just getting dinner.