Shiny grapes

The thoughts that come from this child's mouth crack me up. At 8 am we are being silly, tickling each other, throwing blankets over each others heads and having a ball, yes at 8 am. She pulls the blanket off of my face and has her hands on my cheeks. She says to me "Momma, your eyes are shiny and green grapes". They must have been as shiny as green grapes! Haha! I LOVE this kid. Another comment that I think is "creative". She's like a little 37 inch romantic.

My Big Blanket

Before I share our woe from last night it is important to know the little back story. Mike's grandmother (Ava's Gigi) makes beautiful quilts. Everyone in the family has one from her. They are handmade with lots of love. So Ava has a baby one with butterflies on it. I LOVE it, its beautiful. Then we put in a request for a big girl quilt, since I have been thinking about moving her to a big girl bed. She made her this really awesome one. As soon as she gave it to Ava, she was obsessed. We brought it home in a big white bag. My plan was to not give it to her until she had the bed. The minute we got home she started asking about it, so I relented and gave it to her. Now imagine this thing, its full sized in her crib with the 3 other blankets she MUST have each night, including the baby sized butterfly blanket. It's actually quite rediculous, there is almost no room in her crib for her. Ok, so now on to our little fiasco.

Since we have been potty training Pip really hasn't been pooping. When she takes a nap or goes down for the night she gets a diaper. So during the nap she had a minor blow-out, but her entire crib needed to be washed. So I threw everything into the washer that would fit. "My big blanket" would not fit. Absentminded me never did another load with "my big blanket". So bedtime rolls around and Mike pulls all of her bedding out of the dryer. She LOVES this. She loves warm, cozy blankets. Her words, not mine. So we are making her bed and she notices that "my big blanket" is not there. Oh no! Tragedy. We try to give her other blankets but it doesn't matter. Its too late, there is no time to wash it. So we have to close her door and let her work it out.

This morning I get up early and she is up. She pops her head up and says "Hi, momma" So i go in to get her and she gives me this pouty face and says "I need my big blanket. You wash it?" I told her last night that I would wash it and I didn't. So this morning she helped me put it in the washer with teeny tears in her eyes. She really wanted it.

Two lessons learned:
1. Make sure "my big blanket" gets the same treatment as the others
2. If you give your word to a toddler, stand by it. She will remember.

Maybe I should learn to edit?

I thought a blog post a day would be good. Apparently not. I have to brag and say that I am really impressed with Ava's creativity. Her view of the world is pretty neat. Mike was organizing all of the dvd's so he's sitting right in front of the entertainment system while Little Einsteins is on. There are DVD's scattered all around him. Ava keeps stacking the dvd's and saying something. I listen closer. She is stacking them and then gently pushing them over and as she is doing so she says "I am making stairs" as she moves a toy as if they are walking up a set of stairs. I have no idea if all kids do these random things, but I think its pretty cool, especially since I don't have a creative bone in my whole body!

Scissors Monday!

Yes, I said scissors. I heard Ava stirring in her crib this morning so I go in to get her. She's still lying down. She says "Hi, Momma" So I said "good Morning baby" She stands up and says "I want paper", then there is a short pause and then she says "I want scissors" Um....ok. She has only used scissors once at Story Time at the library. So she wants to see Mike and he is still in bed. We go in and hang out and he randomly tells me that he wants small cuticle scissors to trim his goatee. He didn't hear Ava's request either. They are a weird bunch. So I guess on Daddy's day off we are going scissor shopping. Ah, the life!

It's like the pee in your pants....

except now its going right into the potty! We started toilet training Ava a few weeks ago and it wasn't going well. She 'got' the elements but couldn't connect. Then we all got really sick, Mike & I with the flu and Ava had a cold. We could barely move so we tossed the potty out the window. We started feeling better and Ava started asking for her panties again. So we started all over again! We took her to Wal-mart to get a step stool, since she loves the one at Mimi's house. She is doing so well with it. She will sit on the potty when you ask her to and she loves the sound the pee makes. Weird, I know. One of those roll your eye moments and a thought of whatever makes you happy, kid. Oh and the bribe of a 'chocolate cookie' (mini oreo) doesn't hurt either!!! We even went to dinner tonight with panties on. Yay Ava!

I have to admit....her little tushie looks super cute with no diaper and she looks like such a big girl!

Horray!

We finally have a blog! Mike mentioned countless times that he is surprised that I don't blog. Ava is at an age where she is doing so many cool and fun new things everyday that I thought now was a good a time as any! So here we are. We needed a cool name and I think we have it! The Pip Spot. Its two fold, actually. Ava's nickname is Pip, she sort of named herself that at around 18 months. She had pig tails in her hair and Mike told her she looked like Pippy Longstocking. She touched her chest and said "I a pip" So we call her that. The second reason.....if you know me, you know that I am a lover of all things Dave Matthews Band. The Last Stop.....thats all I will say. I like this! A multi-functional blogger name! How cool (and corny)!

Look for lots of fun, silly, corny and wacky updates from us, probably often!