Sunday, August 30, 2009

Weekend Tidbits

Not enough time to do individual blogs on these, but I also don't want to forget any of them.  So here are some weekend tidbits for you.

1.  On Friday night in Hickory, Macie slept from 8p until 8:15a.  Longest she's ever slept.  And in Grandma's Pack-N-Play!  Any thoughts of it becoming her new routine were shattered Saturday night, though, when she woke up at 5:30a Sunday morning for a snack before going back to sleep until 7'ish.  Regardless, Dale and I will be contemplating ways to darken her room.  We're blaming her being an early riser on the morning sun coming through her windows.

2.  Ivie loves to sing in the car.  She will often ask for us to sing "Ivie's Song" with her, which is "I've Been Working on the Railroad", but, of course, we have to replace all the "I'ves" and "Dinahs" with "Ivie".  She totally thinks the song was written for her.  Reminds me of my brother, Matt, when he was little.  We would drive through Eureka, MO on the way to St. Louis, and he would say, "MYYYY Reka?!?".  And we would mess with him and get him all upset by telling him that it wasn't his.

3.  The latest song that Ivie sings to herself starts like this:  "Old MacFarmer had a dog and Bingo was his name-o.  B-I-N-G-O..."  You know the rest.  We don't have the heart to tell her that she's confusing 2 different songs.

4.  Macie loves marshmallows.  It's her dessert after meals.  And she doesn't even care that they've slightly melted after being in a to-go cup in the diaper bag in the middle of summer.  Just pry them apart and give them to her and she's happy.  She can pound some marshmallows.

5.  Ivie used her first porta-potty this weekend at her cousin, Luke's, football game in Boone.  She was, ummm, not impressed.  I tried to get her to stop looking in the hole.  To no avail.  She was aptly describing it as "nastaaaaaay".  And that's how she says nasty, too.  With the long "tay" sound at the end.  CRACKS ME UP.

6.  Ivie doesn't travel well in the car.  Well, neither does Macie, but we're hoping in a couple of weeks when we can turn her to face forward that she'll get better.  But this blurb is about Ivie.  On our drive home from Hickory this morning, after only about 30 minutes (it's a 2-hour drive), Ivie started whining and asking for milk, a snack, the TV to be turned up, you name it.  Since last time Dale and I drove ourselves crazy trying to "talk her down" (because of course Macie was trying to take her morning nap), we decided this time to just ignore her and see what happened.  After about 15 minutes, it appeared as though she had given up.  Got quiet for a few minutes, and then, in normal tone, asked me an entirely unrelated (and very normal) yes-no question.  Thinking we were through the craziness, and hoping to encourage continued "normal" conversation, I answered her succinctly, "No.".

To which she said, "Mommy, you're talking to me now?  Then can I have another snack?".  Stinker knew we were ignoring her.  What a smartie-pants!

1 comment:

Tammy said...

Too cute - love the last one. They are all smarter than we think they are - aren't they :0). Hopefully the new school year is going well for you.