Eat Your (Plastic) Fruits and Vegetables
In addition to serving gallons of milk to me and her daddy, she also prepares meals for the dogs. Yesterday I found Karl (our old black dog) sitting on the floor with a pink plate between his paws. On the plate was a pink doughnut and a blue fork (what, you don't eat your doughnuts with a fork???) She also prepares meals for Gideon (our Boxer) and Odin (our foster Boxer). The problem here is that the dogs will definitely eat the plastic food if given half a chance. So I go around picking up the plastic plates and the plastic food, all the while sending my compliments back to the chef ("Gideon says thanks! He said it was the best lemon he's ever eaten!") About the lemon - sometimes she squeezes it into the milk she's given me, which I find a little alarming.
I'm always trying to think of toys that might keep A occupied on her own for a few minutes at a time (I keep telling her, "You're an only child - you really should learn to play by yourself.") The kitchen, as it turns out, is as interactive as they come. You don't have to wonder what I'll be doing this evening - I'll be gnawing on an ear of corn and drinking my lemony-good milk, of course.
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By the way, G wraps her ball up in blankets and brushes its "teeth", plays with blankets and burp cloths more than commercial toys, and likes to pretend to be a spider.
I have two kids, but people who say onlys are lonelys are stupid. They are usually mature and comfortable talking to adults (my experience, anyway, and I'm not an only.) I hope you get what's best for YOUR family, not what society thinks is best for you.
Oh, yeah...G went through the "Mom", "Mama", "Mommy" phase, too. Don't know why, but it aggravated me! I was Mommy for a year, and now I'm "Mama" for some reason. She hasn't called me "Stephanie", though; that's hilarious!
Anyway, came here through Mr. Nice Guy--don't remember how we came upon him but we like to read about the exploits because we KNOW what he's talking about. Kids are wild! Well, at least mine is.
Sorry this is so long, but I read a good portion of your blog and identified with a good deal of it so I thought I'd drop a "few" lines. Isn't Dora for us...she went through a Wiggles phase (knew the songs by heart), then a Mickey Mouse Club house phase, and right now we're cycling through all of our Disney CDs. If it hadn't been for TV, I would never have survived the second pregnancy and the first few months of V's life--I'm a SAHM and it can get crazy.
"Supacalidocious" to you, as G likes to say!