Happy 19-Month Birthday, Mika!
And Happy Birthday's to Baba and Grandma Sherman too!
Mika mayhem as of late has been putting pants on her head and calling them hats to get a laugh from Mama and Daddy, chasing the cats in order to kiss them, trying to share cookies with the cats, making her beloved stuffed kitties eat, kiss, and, of course, kiss the real cats. Shopping in the cupboard is apparently a great time too, but Mika gets frustrated about why she can't huck cans of cat food at the cats. Poor cats..chased around by a toddler exclaiming "Kitty food!" while seemingly attempting to knock them out cold with unopened cans. Scooter had a malignant growth removed from his head and is recovering well (no recurrence expected), aside from being tended to by Nurse Mika. She's quite concerned about his hat(cone) and making sure he feels loved by launching herself onto him ("night night kitty mika") and pinning the poor cat to the couch or floor.
A potty has been purchased. Not intending to start training seriously quite yet, but the one we had intended to get went on sale. Its setup in the upstairs bathroom. We've managed to get her to help pull down her pants, remove her diaper, sit down and say "pee!". Then she got up after a microsecond, pulled up her pants sans diaper, and took off running for her room. The best part was that she pulled her pants up all the way in the front, but didn't pull them up and over her butt As she ran, she mooned the world.
We went to Baba's for supper on Sunday to celebrate her birthday. Good times had by all, but especially Mika. Her cousins Alice and Jamie were there and they hadn't seen each other in over a year(!). Let me tell you, those girls played hard! The ages range from 6 years to 19 months, but the three of them got on just fine. There was the expected tug of wars and yelling as thing periodically escalated (every 30 seconds), but they still got on well and had a blast. Alice was the babysitter and was trying to simultaneously teach and control the toddlers. Very amusing to witness...right down to Alice pretending to take calls from friends, getting whatever info was important, and then letting her friend know that she would call her back to talk later as she was babysitting and it was getting out of control. The chatter, screeches, and giggles were constant and it was hard to follow exactly what was being communicated between them, but they seemed to have a handle on it. I caught that when Alice rang the bell, the Jamie and Mika were supposed to come to Alice's chair and say "Yes, babysitter?", but Jamie had to drag Mika over everytime. And neither Alice or Jamie could get Mika to say Yes or Babysitter, but she was 'excused' each time anyway for being a "small toddler".
The girls taught Mika to jump and it almost had me crying with hysterics. Mika can't quite jump yet, but not for lack of trying. She looks like frankenstein moshing. Her head bobs, arms go up and down, and she stomps for all she's worth while laughing like a maniac. I have a really poor quality camera vid that I might youtube.
Hauling everything out of my attic sucks. It's beyond amazing how much we packed into that space. Mary Poppin's bag, I tell ya.
There's a seemingly maniacal cat killer, mutilator, and potentially torturer on the loose in my soon-to-be new neighborhood. Lovely.
Sunday's Simpsons episode rocked. Bart "Tick Tock" Simpson.
I had an ultrasound today. Mika is going to have a little brother! At least it sure looked to be a boy. Was kind of hard to miss. Have to see the doc again in a couple of days for the full result. Whee.
Mika mayhem as of late has been putting pants on her head and calling them hats to get a laugh from Mama and Daddy, chasing the cats in order to kiss them, trying to share cookies with the cats, making her beloved stuffed kitties eat, kiss, and, of course, kiss the real cats. Shopping in the cupboard is apparently a great time too, but Mika gets frustrated about why she can't huck cans of cat food at the cats. Poor cats..chased around by a toddler exclaiming "Kitty food!" while seemingly attempting to knock them out cold with unopened cans. Scooter had a malignant growth removed from his head and is recovering well (no recurrence expected), aside from being tended to by Nurse Mika. She's quite concerned about his hat(cone) and making sure he feels loved by launching herself onto him ("night night kitty mika") and pinning the poor cat to the couch or floor.
A potty has been purchased. Not intending to start training seriously quite yet, but the one we had intended to get went on sale. Its setup in the upstairs bathroom. We've managed to get her to help pull down her pants, remove her diaper, sit down and say "pee!". Then she got up after a microsecond, pulled up her pants sans diaper, and took off running for her room. The best part was that she pulled her pants up all the way in the front, but didn't pull them up and over her butt As she ran, she mooned the world.
We went to Baba's for supper on Sunday to celebrate her birthday. Good times had by all, but especially Mika. Her cousins Alice and Jamie were there and they hadn't seen each other in over a year(!). Let me tell you, those girls played hard! The ages range from 6 years to 19 months, but the three of them got on just fine. There was the expected tug of wars and yelling as thing periodically escalated (every 30 seconds), but they still got on well and had a blast. Alice was the babysitter and was trying to simultaneously teach and control the toddlers. Very amusing to witness...right down to Alice pretending to take calls from friends, getting whatever info was important, and then letting her friend know that she would call her back to talk later as she was babysitting and it was getting out of control. The chatter, screeches, and giggles were constant and it was hard to follow exactly what was being communicated between them, but they seemed to have a handle on it. I caught that when Alice rang the bell, the Jamie and Mika were supposed to come to Alice's chair and say "Yes, babysitter?", but Jamie had to drag Mika over everytime. And neither Alice or Jamie could get Mika to say Yes or Babysitter, but she was 'excused' each time anyway for being a "small toddler".
The girls taught Mika to jump and it almost had me crying with hysterics. Mika can't quite jump yet, but not for lack of trying. She looks like frankenstein moshing. Her head bobs, arms go up and down, and she stomps for all she's worth while laughing like a maniac. I have a really poor quality camera vid that I might youtube.
Hauling everything out of my attic sucks. It's beyond amazing how much we packed into that space. Mary Poppin's bag, I tell ya.
There's a seemingly maniacal cat killer, mutilator, and potentially torturer on the loose in my soon-to-be new neighborhood. Lovely.
Sunday's Simpsons episode rocked. Bart "Tick Tock" Simpson.
I had an ultrasound today. Mika is going to have a little brother! At least it sure looked to be a boy. Was kind of hard to miss. Have to see the doc again in a couple of days for the full result. Whee.
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