Morgan has a new sort of obsession with the moon. This really got going on Monday afternoon when we were at the park. We were sitting on the bench eating raisins (ok, she was, I think they're gross) and she was just sitting there, being distracted from the swings by her raisins, and she pointed and yelled, "Moo!!" Sure enough, the moon was up there in the bright blue sky, waiting for Morgan to say hi. Yesterday was even more beautiful here (mid-50s) so we hung out outside after dinner and again, "Mood!" So tonight since it was in the low 60s today (ha ha WI-ites) we spent all time but dinner outside and she became obsessed. And much better at saying moon. She'd go down the driveway until she could see it and yell "Moon!" Then she'd play a bit and not be able to see it around the giant tree in our front yard so we'd go to the other side of it, she'd help me find it, and yell, "Moooon!!" Dear God, what if she grows up someday to be ON the moon? :) (I swear I won't have a heart attack from being scared...)
Our friends' baby, Cooper, had a few trial runs at daycare the past few days (mom goes back to work next week). Morgan used to call him Pappi, but now he's very much called "Baby." I'm glad they get to grow up together at Mary's. :)
Holy crap Morgan's expressive language continues to amaze me. Today when I went to pick her up from daycare, (mind you, it was a birth-3 day for me so I got to see kids who struggle to say words) she walked out of one of the playrooms upon Mary's suggestion (hello, mommy's here!) and Morgan took one look at me, looked down at the two babies she was carrying, and yells, "Mommy!!! Babies!" Did anyone else notice that there was an -ies at the end of that word?! Plurals!? Yeah!! *
I LOVE my new Droid Incredible phone. For serious. I can't believe I haven't had one for this long and now do. I win. After I figure it all out, that is.
Still SUPER excited about this weekend in St. Louis!! Which reminds me...off to go make packing lists. Squeee - I
love making lists but if you know me at all, you know that already.
Someone told me today (ahem, Sarah, ahem) that I am a bit of a control freak. Well duh. ;-)
Last night, Adam asked me if he could catch pink eye from Morgan. Um, yes, dear, it's only one of the most contagious things in the whole world. Sure enough, Adam's got pink eye. With all of the less than careful acts that I did while she had it and the fact that Adam wears glasses, touches her a little less throughout the day simply b/c I am with her for more minutes in the day, and he gets it. We all suck at eye drops although he gave himself props for his lunch-time ones on his own. ::crosses fingers big time that I don't get it b/c I might die if I have to intentionally put drops in my eye::
I had a GREAT day at work today. :) It was a 0-3 day for me but one of my favoritest co-workers, Sarah, was also in for an office day so after 2/4 kids no-showed me, we had tons of time to swap/make materials and I am SUPER excited to try out some of my new stuff. Huge team work = more confident SLP. PS. My eval did not qualify. And I also found out that by June, 7 or 8 of my kids will turn three (and go to PreK) along with another three in July. I win. :)
Today with all the great weather, I had a severe itch to go running. Soooo, I thought hey, I'd hurry home from work, pick her up, and get us ready to go for a quick run before dinner. Just a little something. So I had her pee before we left and off we go. (PS. She wore undies to Mary's for the first time after Mary's blessing!! Wooo!) We get about 2/3 of the way out (I just wanted to get a quick mile in (almost all uphill one way) and sure enough, she turns around and yells, "Poop!" I asked her if she was sure and she said "Poop!" again. Bah...so I turn around wondering the whole time if she really meant it...and after racing home (we were gone 10 minutes. Seriously, kid.) she didn't even want to go in the house! BIG fit b/c she was all ready to play outside. Turns out this time, POOP meant I WANT OUT. And now I know. Which means next time she'll poop her pants. ;-P
What a great day. Only one more day of work, drop off kid on Friday, run errands, finish packing, grab husband, pick up kid, and vacation. Ahhhh...
*Disclaimer: I realize that I can't seem to get over Morgan and all the things she does/says/knows/etc. Keep in mind that this is my sounding board to brag and tell anyone who's interested in reading how great my kid is. I also realize there are other great kids out there, but I don't know. I think Morgan might be the greatest one that ever lived. Mostly b/c she's mine. ;-P