On the way home after picking up the Kiddo from daycare/preschool, we chatted in the car with her like usual, asked her how her day was, if she had fun, etc.  Today was someone’s birthday, and there was goodie bags, so she was digging through and eating the candy – a twizzler, a roll of Smarties, a DumDum and a little bag of Skittles – the only thing that was left by the time we got home was a few Smarties and the bag of Skittles – but only because she couldn’t open it herself.

Out of the blue, my husband asks her, “What’s 2 + 2?”

The answer from the back seat – “Four!”

My husband and I gave each other this look that said – “Did she just answer that correctly??”

So he asked her another question, “What’s 1 + 1?”

The answer from the back seat – “Two!”

Once is a fluke.  Twice – and a different question at that – is not likely to be coincidence .

So he mixed it up a bit and asked what is 1 + 2.  She said, “two.”  2 + 1?  “I don’t know.”

Okay, so she doesn’t just magically know all math.  He asked what 2  + 2 was again, and she answered “Four” again.  So she at least knows 2 + 2 and 1 + 1.  She even repeated them again when he called to brag to Grandma and she asked the Kiddo.

We are thinking they may be teaching these at school, I figured I would ask them tomorrow when I drop her off in the morning and see what they say.  If they are, that’s great that she is remembering so quickly.  If they aren’t, then I wonder where she is getting it, because we aren’t teaching her that, and she doesn’t watch much “learning” television…

Actually, come to think of it, her classroom DOES have a computer (which she LOVES), and I know they have some learning games on it, so maybe she is picking it up from there?

I think that is just wonderful that she’s picking this stuff up.  She already recognizes her name when it’s written and occasionally we will work on spelling it with her, and she also recognizes a few other simple words that we write on her magna-doodle.  But we’ll not pressure her to learn this stuff early, if she gets it, she gets it and that is quite fine by us. 🙂

Yesterday we went to a local farm that has a fesitval every fall (I’ll post a few pix later this week), and afterwards we went to my brother-in-law’s house to hang out and let the kids play.  BIL’s wife wanted to go get her daughter’s Halloween outfit and asked if I wanted to go along, since I was still looking for the Kiddo’s outfit pieces.

First we went to a party store, where she got her daughter’s Care Bear outfit.  We were able to find a cheap ladybug ensemble (wings & hairband with fuzzy antanea) for the Kiddo.  Then we went to W@l-M@rt to look for the clothes but had no luck there.  We then went to K0hl’s, where I found a pair of black pants & shirt that she could wear normally at school (double-duty, yeah!), which would work fine for her ladybug outfit.

Now she’s pretty much all set for Halloween, I just need to hide the ladybug wings to keep her from ruining them until Halloween.. after that she can wear them as often as she likes.

Every time the Kiddo sees W@l-m@rt as we drive by it on the way home from, or even on the way TO school, she asks if we’re going shopping.  And is disappointed if the answer is no (like on the way to school).

Personally, I hate shopping.  But, I take her with me when I go to the store on Sundays, which she seems to enjoy, evidenced by the exclamation of “Shopping??!” that we hear every time we drive past that store.  LOL

The Kiddo had a pretty good nap this afternoon.  She went down at around 1:45p and got up at about 5pm.  Yep, a fairly long nap, but she seems refreshed.

At about 3:15 I started nodding off at my desk, so told my husband I was going to go lay down on the floor of the Kiddo’s room in case she woke up while he was gone on his errand, so I would be right there.

Well, she slept until 5 like I said, when we both just kind of sat up and decided it was enough of naptime.

Although I don’t feel refreshed, I feel like something the cat dragged in.  I feel like a walking zombie, and could probably have slept for much longer had it actually been comfortable on the floor.  Ugh.  This is what I get for having a small bout of insomnia last night and didn’t actually get tired until almost 4am and then getting up again at 9am.  On the bright side, at least the Kiddo slept in today rather than waking up at 7am.  I don’t know what I would’ve done if she’d woken up that early.

This will be a post that discusses poo (as discretely as I can, I hope), so if you are squeamish at the idea of it, avert your eyes and read something else.  If it doesn’t phase you, then read on.  🙂

Yesterday at daycare, the Kiddo had a #2 accident.  Sometimes she doesn’t tell anyone when she’s done this, so unless the teachers are instantly aware of what happened, minutes can pass before it is discovered.  That was the case yesterday, they did not notice right away nor did she say anything to them that she’d had an accident.

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One of my very favorite things that the Kiddo likes to do right now before she goes to bed at night, is to climb into my lap and be held “baby” style, while either I sing alone, or she sings with me – “Rock a-bye Baby”.  Currently, she likes to have me/us insert various names in place of “baby” – hers, mommy, daddy, her cousins, etc..

If I’m short on time, that is, if she’s going to bed later than planned, I’ll try to keep it limited to just one or two rounds.  But on nights when there is no hurry, we’ll sing as many versions as she can think up people’s names, and sometimes even starting over if she doesn’t grow bored with it.

I consider myself lucky she even wants to sit in my lap before bed anymore.  For the longest time, she’d want to sit with me until she got drowsy.  Then she went through a period where she wanted nothing to do with sitting with me, she’d just climb in bed, get her good-night kisses and tucked in, and go to sleep – much to my chagrine.  But now she’s into this rock a-bye baby thing, and frankly I am quite completely fine with that.  Before long she won’t want to do any of it anymore, so I will let her do this as long as she pleases., because I know it will tear me up when she doesn’t want it anymore.

Yes, this will be another potty-training related post.

So yesterday, I decided since it wasn’t that hot out when we got home, and with the sun going down I could work mostly in the shade, I decided to hit the front yard and do some weeding.  I had the Kiddo stay outside with me while I worked, since her dad decided to hunker down in front of his computer and play some Warhammer.

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She is reaching the age where she can do simple tasks or errands for us if we ask.  For instance, one day I was in the bathroom, and had forgotten to check the toilet paper stash before going about my business.  There was none left, so I asked her to go get me some more.  It took her a few minutes, but she found where the toilet paper was kept, and brought two rolls of it to me.

Also, she is able to open the refrigerator.  So we can ask her something simple like, “Get mommy/daddy a soda, please!”, and she will.  Basically, as long as she knows where something is, and is in the mood to be helpful, and it isn’t dangerous, she is happy to help.

I know I should enjoy this as long as it lasts, especially when she is old enough to want to help out with bigger chores like cleaning the dishes and such… Because I know one day it is going to be a fight to get her to do anything chore related.  At least not without a lot of grumbling and groaning and mumbling under her breath.

First, there was a sign on the door of her classroom, (a few weeks ago), noting a confirmed case of strep was in the pre-k room next door (they go through the same main door, pre-k is separated from preschool by a half-door).

That weekend, she came down with a sore throat and spent a morning throwing up.  Then a week later, her daddy got sick, and when he went to the doctor the following Monday, the doctor’s suspected strep but he tested negative so they can only assume it may have been, based on his high fever and other symptoms.

Then, she gets impetigo, which is caused by strep.  We diligently put on the antibiotic ointment on the sores, and they’re pretty much all but completely gone.

Now?  Friggin’ PINK EYE.  ALSO caused by – you guessed it, strep.

UNCLE!  UNCLE!!

Please let up on the illnesses, please!  We’re running out of sick/PTO time at work, and there is still three months of the year left!!  AAAGGGHH!!! 

Like anyone doesn’t realize that already. LOL

I still haven’t decided what the Kiddo is going to be this year.  I don’t even think she has any clue either, since she doesn’t quite understand the idea fully just yet.

Her first Halloween, she was a vampire witch.  It fit perfectly because she was just getting her top teeth in around that time – and the teeth that came in were NOT her front teeth.  It was the two teeth on either side of the two front teeth.  So she looked like a little vampire. LOL  I’ll have to post a pic of that this weekend so you can see what I mean.

Last year she was a pixie princess (she had no wings, so she wasn’t a fairy princess).

For the most part I have to pick a costume that she isn’t going to melt in, because where we live, the temperatures are *maybe* in the low to mid 70s at night around Halloween.  Maybe.  So it’s not like I can pick some ultra fluffy outfit that would keep her snug and warm, because we don’t need it.  She’d be a puddle of sweat halfway through trick-or-treating.   So, stuffy outfits are out.

I’m thinking ladybug maybe, if I can find one that is made with lightweight material.  If not I can probably try to make one with black onesie/leotard and tights, and make the “wings” out of cardboard or something.  Why spend the big bucks on a pre-made outfit when a handmade one would look just as cute?  I mean, she’s 2.5 years old, so come-ON!  She’s cute without a flippin’ costume!