Y is for...

Well, she knows it's a yo-yo, but she pronounces it "no-no", so Y is now for no-no. And T is for choo choo.

New Word

Cow-Bone-Tines = Clementine.

As has happened every time it snows, it's about a degree too warm for the snow to hang around, as if there would be enough for Alex to play in anyway. Oh well, I guess there's still plenty of winter left for the snowsuit, even if it is less likely to fit every day.

Alex has had a fabulous day of dancing, spinning, cookie eating (cream cheese cookies fresh from the oven!) and generally being slightly naughty. Another bit of crayon was consumed - we've yet to find any remnants of previous crayons, and I don't know whether to be disturbed or relieved. Custard has found the ideal spot to "hide" from Alex. He perches on top of the couch, and she mostly doesn't notice him. Occasionally she sees him and comes up for a visit, but it doesn't last too long, so he's happy.

I think we're making sweet potato pancakes for dinner, so we know she'll eat dinner! No bacon though. :(

If I Write a Book.....

As I discussed with my mom earlier tonight, if I ever write a book about raising kids, the title will be "Banana Poops Don't Smell". Because it's true. I speak from all-too-recent experience. Another reason to keep bananas on the menu? Heck yeah.

We've got a coating of snow outside right now. I'm hoping it'll be way more by tomorrow so we can finally use the snow suit!!!

Alex ate a blue crayon tip this afternoon. At least a bit of it. The rest ended up in the trash, much to her dismay. And the crayons have been a huge success so far, other than the eating part which is inevitable. She hasn't actually drawn anything the last few days, but has gnawed quite a few crayons and delights in throwing them all over the living room. I'm finding crayons in interesting places all the time now, but mostly under the couch or in her hands at random times. We have gone back to using the snake (see the blurry action shot) as a crayon barrier, but they still sneak under the snake to find a hiding spot under the couch. We'll get them later - she has the 120 pack and I think we still have a while before she runs out. Assuming she doesn't eat the rest.

It's been a slow Alex news day or so. She's practicing her "jumping". She's very happy it's the weekend because then Jeff is here for her to cling onto - she follows him around all weekend long and throws books at him. To read.

We're all just trying to stay warm since it's so darn cold here. As soon as the heat goes off, it's freezing in the house, or at least seems to be. Anyway, that's what socks and fleecy things are for, and cats too. we always have warm laps. Well, Alex doesn't, but someday she will when she and the cats make peace with each other.

I'm hoping we'll get more snow tomorrow than they're calling for, because every day the snowsuit gets a bit shorter.

Oh, Alex has been working on saying Grammy and Pop-Pop. She's got Pop-Pop down, she just doesn't know what it means. Grammy is almost there. We probably should have pictures to use like flash cards so she can correspond the names with the faces. Auntie Lu and Adam too!

Hmm, can't tell for sure, but I think Alex may be waking up from a satisfyingly long nap, so I should wrap this up.

We had lunch with Daddy - burgers and extra-yummy fries. Alex mostly ate the fries and tomatoes off her burger, with cheese of course. She was her usual well-behaved self, smiling shyly at everyone and only spitting out her food when we were watching. Again we got compliments from one of Jeff's co-workers about how good she is when she's out and about. We're very lucky that way, and try to enjoy every second of it just in case she suddenly realizes that she can act all crazy wherever she is. Though I doubt she'll do that too terribly often - we're not ones to let her go crazy without consequences, and that isn't any different when we're not home. Unlike some parents I've seen at the library, mall etc............stinks to be them.

Anyway, she's finally down for a somewhat forced nap. I imagine she has crayon in between her teeth from earlier. Pity it wasn't gold crayon, that would almost make sense on teeth. But no, pink is her flavor of choice. Ok, and a little black. She didn't have a very big lunch.

In litter box news, I've discovered that, as we suspected, the cats no longer use the litter boxes down in the basement but do all their deeds in the one upstairs, regrettably close to my computer. So I brought another litter box up (next to Jeff's computer) in the hope that they'll spread their business around and I can limit my litter scooping to once every other day. Yeah, that'll happen. In the meantime, it's more litter for Alex to play in, and that's always a fun time. For her.