Elevator

ManI: What floor?
Me: Two.
Man II: Can you please hit the button for me. Third floor.
ManI: Sure no problem.
ManII: Thanks!
Naddie: Yo wecome!

Secret Life of a Toddler's Mom

Naddie is almost 18 months old. We really only have one month to go and she will be a year and a half old. Time is flying by…
She is in an “I can do it on my own- I know what I want- and I am shy” stage.
We do have melt downs (yes we do! Not bad ones just mild ones) and lots of “try outs”. It’s as if the world just now opened up for her and she has to figure everything out at this second. NOW!
She is an absolute “dare devil” but without the cape and the spandex. Hopefully without the hospital bills too. She tries anything and everything out. Aint no height is too high, aint no depth is too deep, aint no many is too many.
She is very well mannered though. She says: Please! & Thank You! & There you go!
She will hand me something so that she can ask for it and than thank me. And than just repeat it until she gets bored of the game.
She also understands the “pecking” order at the house. The only being she can boss around is poor little Puma. She stands in front of him with one hand on her hip the other one in the air pointing with one finger and telling him in a very demanding voice: “NO, NO, NO! Stop! Up!" At this point Puma just gives up.

Queen Nadine

Graduation, celebration, BBQ and flirtation. That is the short version of Naddie’s Saturday.
We attended the graduation at CSUF since Will had to be there anyways and because the department had a reception for the faculty and some students.
The great big celebration was in the Titan Gym where my little “queen” (notice! She is not a princess) had enough space to run around, dance and entertain the audience.
She totally thought that when people were clapping; because their loved ones got up to the podium; really was meant for her! She also thought that everyone wearing the “robe” was daddy as she has seen him wearing the same funny outfit with the same funny hat.
The reception turned out nice despite the 102-degree heat Fullerton had to deal with today. She loved all the attention she got.
When we got home we were so happy to see that it was only 75 degrees and breezy.Spent an hour at the pool to cool off and Naddie just passed out afterwards.

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HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY

When you're a child she walks before you,To set an example. When you're a teenager she walks behind youTo be there should you need her. When you're an adult she walks beside youSo that as two friends you can enjoy life together..

Life in the fast lane

Sloooooww down! It is Friday today. We are all ready to get outside, enjoy the sun and play. Naddie has a new favorite store just right off the pier. They have all these fun seasonal flags and hanging things. She can just watch the wind blow them.... and just watch them and watch them and watch them..........

Mama! Nana!

It is early morning. Naddie is just about to have breakfast.

Me: Give me one second and I get some cereal for you.
Her: Mama!
Me: Just give me a minute.
Her: Nana!
Me: One second.
Her: Mama, Nana!
Me: I am almost done with it!
Her: MAMA, NANA!!
Me: Here it is...
Her: Tant ya mama!

I just love her!!!!!!!!

Celebrate good times c’mon

We had birthdays to celebrate. Gramps and Garett have their birthdays just a few days a part and we got together to celebrate with them.
There was even a cake and gifts and laughs…. To our surprise Naddie still wants nothing to do with a cake. She would not touch it lat alone try it.
She also swam a lot this weekend. She loves jumping in and than climb out and jump back in. She could spend hours in the water while turning into a little raisin.

“What’s up?”-she asked. “Well, what’s up? What is up with that?”- I wonder. I wonder where she’s got that. We recall that she might have said that before, but we did not really think so. “We don’t say that! So, what is up with that? Where did she get that?”-I wonder. The answer comes a day later. I am told she will ask over and over again: “What’s up?” I tell: “I don’t know where she got that.” Her teacher says: “She picked it up from me.”

She is a little sponge. She is just soaking up everything new. We need to have sign on our door for people who visit. “Be aware of parrot. She will repeat and use whatever you say.”

She also made Gramps Jr. happy this week. She said GIGI. Just like that. Don’t you understand? GIGI is for GRAMPS!