Matoes

"Matoes" Faith says as I let her pick off all of them from the vines. She loves her tomatoes. She must get that from her Mommy and Andmas. Good thing or I think that her Andmas would disown her. I was tired of her always picking the tomatoes and eating the green ones so we decided to pick them all and let them ripen inside. That was her favorite day. She carried them around everywhere. Just when I thought that she couldn't get any more in her little hands, she picked up another one. At one time she was carrying all 7. I guess this is what we've waited for all summer. A measly 9 total tomatoes. However she did learn red and green from them. Faith don't eat the green ones. So what would she do? She'd run over to the neighbor's and get her red cherry tomatoes. Those aren't ours Faith. No we can't eat all of them. So our tomatoes are picked but she won't eat them cut up. As they turn red she likes to eat them like an apple. I never would have imagined. Crazy girl!

Daycare dilema

I hate daycare and the fact that we have no choice but to be there. As if it isn't bad enough for Faith to be there it is no better for me. One of Faith's teachers is going to school to be a teacher and I ask myself everyday, Why? I have had nothing but problems with her since the day she started. Recently I have noticed that she is not keeping Faith clean. I think that maybe I need to show her how to clean a little girl. As I go to change her diaper before we head home today I notice that Faith is red and irritated, again. This happened once before about a week ago. I even heard that she purposely didn't clean her just to see if I'd say something. I talked to her about it. Get this. Her response, I thought I cleaned her. Duhhh! How does one think that they clean a kid? I can say that I know I clean her when I change her. I can say that I know I change and clean our kids in our preschool room. I think I am about to the point where I want this teacher to have nothing to do with Faith and her bathroom habits. Faith cries when she has to go to her. I don't blame her. I wouldn't want to go to her either. However I have to put on my mommy smiley face and tell her I will see her in a little bit. We go home home though and try to forget about daycare. It is always nice to play together at home.

Where's Faith?

Where is the Faith I know and when is she coming back? I tell you what, this past week has been nothing but "no" and whining and crying. It must be hard to be a little one trying to communicate and can't. I can teach her to be patient. "One moment please" she repeats after me while I am busy with another task. Her little pointer finger says 1 as she jabbers. She doesn't want her diaper changed. She doesn't want to eat. She doesn't want to pick up. She really just wants to do what she wants. She will climb on the furniture right after you tell her not too just to get a reaction. She will scream bloody murder when I change her diaper. Her patience has drawn thin. I really don't know who this child is. However, if you see the old Faith, tell her to come back to mommy and daddy.

Dizzy

Faith has been running around in circles this week, literally. Last night we were all watching nursery rhymes before bed and she got up and started twirling. I really thought that she would stop when she realized that she was getting dizzy however she continued to literally run in a circle. Her little giggle made Bud and I just stop watching t.v and start watching her. She was having so much fun. She wobbled around the room running into furniture. After about 5 minutes of this she decided to start hopping. She had twirled so much that her hop fell right into the ground. She tried to stand up but her legs wouldn't hold her up. Faith had become so dizzy she couldn't even stand. However she continued to twirl after a rest and didn't stop until she fell into the coffee table. I couldn't stop her. She went from the computer desk to the coffee table in a matter of 1 second. She was done after that. So we have a twirling, hopping, marching princess in the house now. Life brings out the best of everyone with a toddler around. Even I have started to twirl, hop and march to the beat of a different drum.

Kitty play time

Faith has been wanting to play with Abby, her cat, recently. This morning I caught her trying to give her a pacifier. I thought that I was going to die laughing. It was nice of her to share though; don't you think? Then, I caught her trying to give Abby a play mouse a few mornings ago. She had seen me throw it to her and knew that Abby was supposed to put it in her mouth. So Faith walked over to the mouse and called it by name as she tried to give it to her cat. Abby wouldn't take it; most likely because she saw this toddler coming after her on two legs yelling mouse. She finally did throw it to her but Abby didn't go after it. Faith went over again and tried to give it to her another time. She started to get mad at Abby and chased after her with this mouse. She crawled under the tables and around the furniture. Faith just throw it to her. So she does, but with no luck. Her kitty doesn't want to play much today.

Potty time

So my baby went pee pee on the potty for the first time. We went and picked out a potty chair on Saturday. Saturday night whenever the word potty was mentioned Faith ran to the bathroom. She pushed the stool over to the potty and climbed up. This morning came and she went potty when she first got up. To the bathroom we headed after mommy mentioned the potty. After sitting for a few minutes, it happened. Pee pee in the potty. Then Faith went again an hour later when I put her on it. Yeah, Faith is a big girl. We even had some toys to play with while we waited for it to happen. She wiped with some help and then even flushed all by herself. Her hands clap and her face shows excitement as she runs out of the bathroom with her diaper in hand to tell her daddy all about it.

Who's big now?

So a mother knows that their little one isn't so little any more when they pick up a spoon and start using it by themselves. She no longer relies on you to feed her a bottle. She doesn't even rely on you to pick out what she eats anymore. With Faith, she always wants Goldfish crackers. That is not to say that she gets them all the time. However she will tell you with her little mouth opening and closing like a fish and her hand swimming that that is what she would like to eat. Faith ate all her yogurt the other morning by herself with a spoon and then her chicken and rice last night by herself. How do they grow so fast? As if the spoon doesn't make her bigger now she has told me that she is getting ready to start potty training. Faith loves to take her clothes off now. She has to work on the diaper though. She pulls her little stepstool over to the potty when I go in there and then wants to sit on it too. She wanted to wear a swim diaper last night instead of a regular one. She can pull those down. I caught her the other day pulling wipes out of the container and wiping herself too. I also caught her trying to hike herself up there by herself. Not that I'm against her wanting to potty train. I hate diapers and how much they cost. However it just means that my little girl isn't so little anymore.

Andma! Pa Pa!

Well last night we were greeted with a wonderful visit from my mom and dad. Now Faith had been working on saying Andma all week. We decided to drop the "GR" for now on the word so grandma would feel better. As they pulled up I hollered for Faith to go see her Andma. She got down from the table and ran outside. Faith is always timid around folks she doesn't know. I really didn't expect to see what she did. As she saw Andma get out of the truck, she ran over to her and wanted up in her arms. She remembered her. A big smile crossed both of their lips. So they are up here all weekend to celebrate my birthday and it is going to be a beautiful weekend. Hopefully we will be able to have some good times.