Cherries

 Molly and I went to the Spokane Farmer's Market this morning.  We came home with some cherries, strawberries, honey, flowers, and a cookie.  Yum! 
I'm not a fan of cherries, so when she dived right into the bag and ate one I quickly realized there was a pit in there that didn't make it out.  So, I pitted a few more cherries for her as we continued our shopping.  In the car on the way home she wanted another one.  Here's our conversation.
Molly: "I want my cherries!"
me:  "I can't get it for you right now.  I'm driving."
Molly:  "Stoooooop!"
me:  "I can't, I'm in the middle of the road.  If I stop, we'll get honked at and maybe hit by another car."
Molly:  "Oh, well we can put a band-aid on the car so it won't get hurt."
me: "Every time you say something that cute, it makes me love you more.  Maybe I can pit them at red lights if we come to any."

She then proceeded to yell at every green light we went through and cheered at the red lights.  Because it meant that she got two cherries on the way home.

All those cherries gave her the dancing bug.  There was live music to enjoy, too.  The guy singing said "What a beautiful day for dancing!" To which I say "Aren't all days good for dancing?" What a fun morning! 

Silly goose

We took a weekend trip up to Cranbrook, British Columbia this weekend.  We love Canada, and have really enjoyed living so close.  We can be up there in about 2 hours.  Cranbrook is a little farther than that, so we stayed in a hotel Saturday night.
While brushing teeth Sunday morning, Molly tried to open the packaging on a new cup from nearby the sink.  When I told her we already had one from last night, and we should just use that one instead of being wasteful, she replied "Alriiiiiiight,  you silly goose."

You tired?

Molly has started answering our phone (yes, we still have a land-line).  This morning, Aunt Courtney called and Molly was busy playing so the conversations were short.  Conversations because Molly kept hanging up, and then it would ring again & Courtney was still there.  One time she wasn't and got upset.  So we called back and here's the conversation
Molly: "Are you tired?"
Courtney: "No, I'm not tired."
Molly: "You tired from all that hanging up?"
Courtney:  "Oh, yeah." 

Dance class

This afternoon after telling Molly I was heading to dance class she replied, "Drop it like a princess, mama." 

Wha..??!!

She's not picky

We have a favorite frozen yogurt place here in Spokane - Didiers.  They have a deal on Tuesdays... $1.79 for a medium dish. 
Last week we decided to take advantage.  Their flavors change every day, so I called to give Andrew the list of what they had.  After getting Andrew's order, Molly wanted to talk to me.  She came on the phone and said "Mommy, I want flavor.  Get me flavor please."  That's one thing I can guarantee...your frozen yogurt will have some type of flavor, M.  We ended up splitting strawberry/banana...with chocolate chips.  Yum!

Trip to the Dentist & follow-up conversations

Molly had her first visit to the dentist.  All three of us had appointments for the same time, so I helped get her set up in her room, and then went on to get my teeth cleaned. 
First of all, she did SOO good!  (We had tried to have her go last summer and it was NOT a positive experience.)  She hopped right up in the chair, talked to the hygienist, and was very excited to see that there was TV in the ceiling!  They only had adult sized headphones and glasses, but she put them right on and let them go to work.  I tried to listen from the next room, but couldn't hear much which is better than hearing screaming or crying!   She even got a bracelet and a purple toothbrush like she was hoping for.  Definitely a great visit!

A few fun conversations that we had later today that I thought were pretty cute:

Leading up to the visit, we talked a lot about how the dentist was going to look at her teeth and she would practice opening her mouth really wide.  While brushing her teeth, she always makes sure to give her tongue a good brush.  While going down for her nap, she looked at me and said "Oh nooooo!"  When I asked what was wrong she said, "The dentist forgot to look at my tongue!"  She was so worried, but seemed to calm down when I showed her that when you show your teeth, you also get a good look at the tongue.  The dentist did check her tongue and it looks good, too.


(Through conversation with our dentist, it came up that he had kids too.)  Here's the conversation that we had while she was going to sleep that night.

Molly:  Where's the dentist?
Susan:  Well, he's probably putting his kids to sleep, too.
M:  Oh, did he take off his dentist clothes?  And put on his daddy clothes?
S:  Yeah, he probably did that.
M:  And the girl (hygienist) putting her kids to bed, too?  She took off her dentist clothes and put on her mommy clothes?
S:  Yes, Molly.  Goodnight.
M:  Goodnight, mom.   

Birthday gifts

A couple weeks ago, we went shopping with Molly to Toys R Us.  We took her birthday money and found some great toys for her to add to her collection. 
While we were shopping, we were looking in the clothes area for panties.  She noticed some Spiderman underwear for boys.  She picked them up, threw them in the cart, and said "Tommy will like these...for his birthday."
While we appreciate the idea of giving, we quietly snuck them out of the cart.  I hope it's many years before Molly does any shopping for undergarments for boys!

Don't blame me!

Molly was across the room from me when she turned to look at me:
"Pee-you Mommy.   Did you toot?"
"No, did you?"
"Yeah, it stinky."

Winners!

I told Molly the other day "Molly, you're my favorite."  When she looked at me and said "No." I asked if she knew what meant.  I told her favorite means like the best.  
She said, "Mommy, you're my favorite." 
I then asked, "Is daddy you're favorite?" 
"No"
"Oh, but we're daddy's favorite girls."
*gasp* "Really??  We're WINNERS!" 

Commitment issues

Many times some of Molly's funniest sayings happen as she's drifting off to dreamland...Here's one that I had to stop myself from laughing out loud....at how outlandish it was!
To preface - Tommy is her best friend from school, Daddy Harry is Harry from One Direction...and her baby doll's "daddy".  (Oh my...)

Molly:  "Oh, I have a pink ring at school.  I marry Tommy."
Me:  "You married Tommy at school? 
Molly:  "Yeah."
*pause*
"I'm back with Daddy Harry."
Me:  *baffled but trying to keep calm* "You're back with Daddy Harry?"
Molly:  "Yeah, Tommy had to go home."
Me:  "Oh, Tommy went home before you did today?"
Molly:  "Yeah."
*pause*
"I love you, mommy."
Me:  "I love you, Molly.  Goodnight."

Best of the best

The other day I was doing a little of the ab work that we start each dance class with.  Trying to do this with Molly around proved to be a little challenging. Although there was a bit more motivation to keep my plank up with her crawling around under me!  When she asked what I was doing I told her we do it at dance class.  She wanted to do some exercise with me & then said "Get up and dance with me, mama.   You're the best dancer ... EVER!"  Sure, if you say so. 

Later this week she was up on her "podium" singing one of her many tunes.  She loudly stated "I'm the best singer in the WORLD!"  As her parent, I believe a healthy dose of confidence is an ok thing, so I'll let her continue on with this thinking for now.

Saying sorry

Last night Molly and I were playing with her magnadoodle art pad.  I would draw something and she would guess what it was.  "A jellyfish?  A octopus?......a guitar!"  (My drawing skills aren't always the best).
One of my turns I was just about finished drawing an owl and she came over and erased it.  She grabbed the art pad and went into her closet.  I told her that wasn't very nice and her behavior was making me sad.  No reaction...except to close the closet door. 
As I sat there for the next few minutes cleaning up her room, she came out and sat down in front of me and said "I'm sorry, mommy."  I told her I really appreciated her apology (since it came totally unprompted.)  "You sad, mommy?"  "Yes, when you erased my picture and took the pad away, it made me sad."  At this point she had the pad sitting on her lap and she moved it, stood up, and gave me a hug and said "I'm sorry, mommy."  again. 
I'm proud that she realized her actions weren't right and apologized for them.  It was really sweet. 

Snuggles

Probably my favorite part of days lately is early morning snuggles.  Part of it is because she will sometimes wake as early as 6:15 and I want to stay in bed.  But also, it's pretty special to have such a loving cutie and I know the time will come (too soon!) when she will not want to snuggle.

Tonight at bedtime as she was falling asleep she said "Mommy, I want to snuggle."  I asked "Under your blanket?" (She had been kicking it off.)  And she said "No, I want to snuggle in your arms.  In your arms, mommy."  Awww.  So sweet!

Broken hearted

We're not really sure where she learned the phrase, but Molly has been talking lately about how her "heart is breaking into little pieces."  (The only thing we can think of is when we tell her we love her, sometimes she'll say "No you don't!" and we tell her that hurts our hearts. )
She's told us about her heart a couple different times. When she brought it up, we asked her if it was feeling better.  She said "Yeah, it all better."  We asked her "Who fixed it?" and her response was "Daddy Harry!*"

*Daddy Harry is Banjo's imaginary daddy (Molly is Banjo's mommy).  Also, the name Harry comes from Harry....of One Direction.  She's already started crushing on male singers.  Coming from a generation where I crushed pretty hard on various members of BSB & NSync, I am ok with this development.  ( Although I'm pretty sure I never had any pretend children with any of them...maybe I should be a little concerned.......)  

Let's get a move on

Molly's been fighting a terrible cough this week, and we finally made an appointment to see the doctor about it.  At the same time I was on the phone with the doctor's office, she cut her finger.  It was really hurting her.  I told her we were going to the doctor in a little bit.  She looked at her finger, still crying from pain, and said "We need to go to the doctor....quickly!"  I was impressed with her use of the word but had to distract her until it was time to go.  (Lunch & Yo Gabba Gabba always work nicely for doing that.)

At the doctor she insisted on taking bunny.  When the nurse and the doctor asked about what was wrong with bunny, she said "Bunny bumped and has an owie."  They were both so good to make sure to take a look at bunny before Molly.  She's not scared of the doctor, so I'm not sure why she wanted bunny there....but it was pretty cute. :o)

Wonder woman

We are a big fan of the little people toys around here.  We have quite the collection of animals, people, superheroes, and princesses.
The other morning Molly crawled into bed early in the morning for some early morning snuggles.  It didn't take long for her to see one of her little people on the dresser.  She loudly and excitedly pointed and said "It's Woman-woman!"  

McDonald's playground

We've been having a tough time with nap lately.  We thought we'd try to go to McDonald's for lunch as a reward for her potty progress and to wear her out before nap. 
It had been a few weeks since we'd been and we were able to see how much she has grown with the ease she was able to climb UP the steps.  The problem came when she's still not quite tall enough to realize how to get DOWN the steps.  After about 10 minutes trying different ways to get her down from the tippy-top step & the tears starting, I had to climb up there.  This was quite embarrassing for me as the other parents watched, but I didn't see any other way to go.   (side note: Now that I have a toddler, it takes a LOT for me to judge other mothers and what they do....I hope the same is true for other mother's and their lack of judgment in the things I do.  Kids are kids and they're tough to deal with sometimes.  Let's just remember that and understand that we're all doing the best we can.)
She got to a level where she could maintain playing in the tunnels, so we let her play for about 20 minutes. 
Ok, time to go and we tried to convince her that if she went down the slide she wouldn't have to maneuver all the steps down. Another 10 minutes pass, I'm not happy and climbing up into the play area again to retrieve her.
Much crying on the way to the car as she repeated "I want to go down the slide."  In frustration I said "You had many chances to go down the ding dang slide!"  Then the crying turned into "I want to go down the ding dong slide..."   Quite thankful for the one vowel change.  All I could do was laugh...and remind myself to watch what I say as she is repeating more and more.  

Feed the dog

While at the library today, we were playing a game called "Feed the Dog."  It's to improve fine motor skills.  Kids have to use tweezers to pick up bones and put it in a circle that looks like a dog's mouth.  She was calling this dog Jaxson.  This is the name of her cousin's dog and therefore...all dogs. :o)
She was doing a good job putting in the bones and said "Good doggy, Jaxson.  You're a good eater!"

Molly-isms

Some funny things Molly has said / done lately:

- Goes in her room and says she's running errands

- Took her stroller and baby doll to the grocery store and pushed her through; waved and said hello to everyone.

 - In the potty training process while out in public announcing to everyone "I went pee pee in the potty."  (This is normal, right?)

- Given her baby doll a father - Daddy Harry (Harry is her favorite 1 Direction boy)....uh-oh.  Daddy Harry goes to work and comes home shortly after Andrew does.

- When we come to a commercial break of any TV show she looks at us, makes the surprise face, and asks "What's gonna happen?!?"

Being silly

Today after Molly's nap she and I were snuggling in bed.  We were giving each other tickles and being silly.  She told me I was being silly and I told her she was being silly too.  She got an upset look on her face and here is the following conversation:

Molly:  No!  Only you are silly. 
Me: The best thing about being silly is being silly with someone else.
Molly: No, you can't be silly with peoples.
Me:  You're silly right now by tickling me.
Molly:  You're silly with your friends, and daddy silly with his friends
Me: Are you silly with your friends at school?
Molly: Yeah
Me: How are you silly?
Molly:  We jump and sing.  (Proceeds to tickle me again.)

Okey dokey?

The other day I asked Molly to do something for me and she responded with a hearty "honkey donkey!"
I'm pretty sure that's her equivalent to okey dokey.

Beware of Pirates

Sometimes during dinner, we will watch the nightly news.  Tonight, as it has been most nights this week the top story was about the flu.
They went to their "on the story" reporter who spoke about how the "virus had killed some & is affecting many more." 
Molly got big eyed and said "Oh no!  The pirates!!"  It took us a minute to figure out that she heard pirates instead of virus.