We'd been having a bit of a regression with Violet regarding the bathroom. She had been doing a great job of letting us know when she needed to be taken from naps to the bathroom. Recently, though she had not been telling us and we'd collect her from naps with full diapers.
So we were excited when, at the breakfast table, she announced "Oh, I have to go poop." "It's almost coming out," she added and ran off to the bathroom.
She yelled from the bathroom that she was done, so I went in to help with the cleanup. Violet stood from the bowl and inspected her work. "It looks like a big turtle poop!" She declared.
I looked too and I had to agree.
Sunday, February 24, 2013
Measuring
Violet started "measuring" me with her fork. She measured my arm with it and declared that it was thirty pounds.
She measures my eyes and my other arm. When she went to measure my cheek, I made a silly face at her. "Don't make faces, please," she said.
"But I like to," I said.
"Well, like to keep you face like that instead." I appreciate her lateral mind sometimes.
She measures my eyes and my other arm. When she went to measure my cheek, I made a silly face at her. "Don't make faces, please," she said.
"But I like to," I said.
"Well, like to keep you face like that instead." I appreciate her lateral mind sometimes.
Saturday, February 23, 2013
Astronaut
I walked through the living room and saw two pillows--mine of course-- lying in the middle of the living room floor. I was pretty sure that Violet was at the bottom of this.
"Violet," I called to her from a room off, "did you put these pillows on the floor?"
"Yes," she said, shamelessly.
"Why did you put my pillows there?" I asked.
"Because I'm being an astronaut," she said and ran back off into her bedroom, leaving me to puzzle that out what that meant.
"Violet," I called to her from a room off, "did you put these pillows on the floor?"
"Yes," she said, shamelessly.
"Why did you put my pillows there?" I asked.
"Because I'm being an astronaut," she said and ran back off into her bedroom, leaving me to puzzle that out what that meant.
Saturday, February 9, 2013
A Good Idea
Violet came running into the room. "Dad, I've got a good idea."
"Oh? What's that kiddo?"
"We can buy a new pig and we can call him Oinky and we can put bacon on his bum. Is that a good idea?"
I wanted to tell her about how sick it was to put bacon near a pig, but I remembered she's three. "That might be a good idea."
As she was running away, I heard her say, "'cause I would like a new pig."
"Oh? What's that kiddo?"
"We can buy a new pig and we can call him Oinky and we can put bacon on his bum. Is that a good idea?"
I wanted to tell her about how sick it was to put bacon near a pig, but I remembered she's three. "That might be a good idea."
As she was running away, I heard her say, "'cause I would like a new pig."
Friday, February 8, 2013
He's Not Real
Violet and I were going to watch a movie in my bedroom. She was pretty excited because we were going to watch 'Brave' and she'd been dying to see it.
"Daddy, can Monkey come with us into Mommy's room to watch the movie?"
"Sure," I told her. "He can climb up on the bed and sit with you."
Violet shook her head at me. "Monkey can't climb up the bed. Monkey's not real. Silly Daddy."
Letting down the wall and admitting that Monkey was not real surprised me. Monkey is usually a lively member of our conversations and playtime. "Um, OK. I guess you'll just have to carry him up with you."
Violet headed into the bedroom saying, "Silly Daddy, Monkey's not real."
"Daddy, can Monkey come with us into Mommy's room to watch the movie?"
"Sure," I told her. "He can climb up on the bed and sit with you."
Violet shook her head at me. "Monkey can't climb up the bed. Monkey's not real. Silly Daddy."
Letting down the wall and admitting that Monkey was not real surprised me. Monkey is usually a lively member of our conversations and playtime. "Um, OK. I guess you'll just have to carry him up with you."
Violet headed into the bedroom saying, "Silly Daddy, Monkey's not real."
The Bad Queen
"Daddy, I'm the Bad Queen," Violet told me, out of the blue. Then she turned to Christie and said, "Momma, you've got to protect Daddy from me. I'm the Bad Queen."
"Oh, No," I said. "What is the Bad Queen going to do to me?"
"I'm going to put you in time out, because I'm the Bad Queen."
"Oh, No," I said. "What is the Bad Queen going to do to me?"
"I'm going to put you in time out, because I'm the Bad Queen."
Sunday, February 3, 2013
Booty shake
As a family we huddled up and watched the Princess and the Frog. Violet did play trains for about half of the time, but she was having fun. She was decked out in a princess dress she got for her birthday.
At the end of the movie, Tiana gets her restaurant and everything's going well, while some jazz plays. We didn't notice it at first, but Violet was shaking her booty at us. Christie noticed it first and pointed it out to me. "Look over there," she said.
Naturally, once she noticed we were laughing at her antics, she started booty shaking all over the place, purple princess dress moving all over the place. She booty shook at me, at Christie, at Violet, and the dog.
I backed the movie up to the start of the jazz number and she starting shakin' all over again.
The walked off and booty shook, looked back to us said, "it's chicken nuggety," turned and shook booty again.
"Chicken nuggety?" we asked.
"Chicken nuggety," she confirmed and then shook it.
Naturally, I had to shake it as well. "Violet, what's it called when I shake it? Cheeseburgery?"
"Yeah, cheeseburgery," she confirmed.
A bit later Violet dropped her dress down to the floor and did the chicken nuggety in just her underpants.
It's funny, but as a dad, when your three-year-old has a butt shaking dance that she's happy to do in only her underwear, it makes you scared for what the future holds.
At the end of the movie, Tiana gets her restaurant and everything's going well, while some jazz plays. We didn't notice it at first, but Violet was shaking her booty at us. Christie noticed it first and pointed it out to me. "Look over there," she said.
Naturally, once she noticed we were laughing at her antics, she started booty shaking all over the place, purple princess dress moving all over the place. She booty shook at me, at Christie, at Violet, and the dog.
I backed the movie up to the start of the jazz number and she starting shakin' all over again.
The walked off and booty shook, looked back to us said, "it's chicken nuggety," turned and shook booty again.
"Chicken nuggety?" we asked.
"Chicken nuggety," she confirmed and then shook it.
Naturally, I had to shake it as well. "Violet, what's it called when I shake it? Cheeseburgery?"
"Yeah, cheeseburgery," she confirmed.
A bit later Violet dropped her dress down to the floor and did the chicken nuggety in just her underpants.
It's funny, but as a dad, when your three-year-old has a butt shaking dance that she's happy to do in only her underwear, it makes you scared for what the future holds.
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