There are a couple of things that the Kiddo did recently that I keep forgetting to talk about here that are kind of amusing… So, before I forget again… 

The first thing happened one night after I put her to bed.  After about 15 minutes of quiet, we heard her open her door and she hollered at us about being ready to go.  Go where, I have no idea, but she was ready to go. (she can’t get out because we keep a baby gate on her door to keep her in at night, and she *knocks on wood* hasn’t figured out how to climb over it yet)

So I walk back to her room, readying “stern mom” mode, and see her poking her head over the gate with a huge grin on her face.  And then I notice, she isn’t wearing her jammies, but she IS wearing clothing.

The little stinker got into her dresser drawers, pulled out a pair of size 24 month pants and 24 month shirt, stripped off her jammies and put on the one-size too small clothes.  AND socks. LOL

I couldn’t help but laugh as I asked her what she thought she was doing, and explained to her it was bedtime, not time to go anywhere but to bed, and then helped her back into her jammies.  I still am not sure where she thought she was going to go.  But I do know she’d been constantly asking to go to Grandma’s all that week.  It’s a good thing we keep a gate on her door, I think if it hadn’t been there she would have strolled out with her blankie bear and tag pillow in head, heading for the front door! LOL

The second thing happened a couple days later.  When I went in to wake her up to get her ready for school, at some time during the night, she had put on one sneaker, and had a sandal on her bed. 

I guess on one hand it’s great to know she can dress herself and put her shoes on, but on the other I am starting to wonder if I should turn the lock on her door around so it’s on the outside and start locking her in at night.  If she ever figures out how to climb over the baby gate, I am almost afraid to wonder if she would actually make it outside and start heading to Grandma’s house at 2am!  (Yes, she can both unlock and open the front door! That is why the baby gate is in place every night!) 

But whose isn’t, really?  Kids can do some really funny things, and also some really weird things.

Something she likes to do recently, and I really have no idea why… is climb on the couch and wedge herself behind me (kind of like if she was going to do a piggy-back ride, but sitting), wrap her little arms around my waist and pull me back so I’m leaning on her.  I don’t put all my weight against her of course.  Then she’ll just sit there, and peek around me to try to see the television.  I guess maybe she sees it as me sitting on her lap, without really sitting on her lap?  Because when she sits on my lap, that is pretty much how it is – she sits on my lap, and my arm/s are around her waist.  *shrug*

This next bit, cracks me up every time she does it, which is probably why she does it.  When she’s wearing a diaper or a pull-up, and it’s started to get saggy (which means we’re obviously overdue to change it – oops), she will stand with her legs apart and shake her little butt and make the saggy part flop back and forth.  And she’ll do it with a ear to ear cheesy grin on her face, because she knows it will make mommy (and daddy too if he’s nearby), burst out in laughter.  And then shoo her into her room to change said saggy diap.  

“Jus’ a wittle bit.”

Anytime the Kiddo sees my purse, or even a glimpse of a tube of Chapstick (or any type of lip balm, for that matter), she HAS to put some on.  And she says that phrase, to let me know she is bent on doing so.

She will unzip my purse, and root around inside to find that coveted tube.  If left to her own devices, she will apply it.  And apply it.  And apply it some more.  Nope, not done yet – and more and more.  She would probably try to put half a tube of it on until she was caught and stopped.

So any time I hear that phrase, and I am not in the same room as she is, I have to RUN to find where she is to keep her from using up the entire thing.

Somehow, I think my daughter will definitely not follow in my footsteps when it comes to make-up.  I wear little to none of it except on special occassions.  Seriously – my make-up expires before I can even use 1/16th of it – and that’s being generous.

I have a feeling she’s going to be a definite glamour girl when she gets older.

definition: a mis-pronounced word used by the Kiddo so often that the parent starts to use it, too. Sometimes.

The first one, and my favorite:  pinnow

This is what she says when she means “pillow”.  She has a little pillow lovey that I got for her last Christmas.  It has always been “pinnow”.  Until this week.  I have also been calling it pinnow (just because I think it is cute), but she has started to correct me tonight.  “No, pill-o, mommy!”  I’m kind of sad about this one, really, I thought it was SO cute!

Another:  glub

For, “glove”.  This one, I try to correct her on.   Otherwise it sounds like she is trying to say it with an extremely stuffy nose. LOL

That’s all I have at the moment.  I know there are more but those are the two that stick out in my mind the most.