Besties

I'm getting the hang of the wood furnace. This being said, I'm still a little slow. That's why, the other morning, when I woke up to a house filled with icicles and frozen furniture, I thought for sure Micaela was going to lose it. I went upstairs, wrapped her in a blanket, and carried her into the basement to have her sit and watch me awkwardly try to start a fire with a lighter that didn't work, some looseleaf, and one measly piece of kindling. I thought she'd be annoyed but she sat pleasantly watching. "Mommy?", she says quietly. "Yes?" I respond, expecting her to tell me she's hungry. "You're my best friend, right?". I melted... And not because of my dinky little fire.

A comment on my Dora post.

So, a few days ago, I mentioned Micaela being targeted by advertisers, and how it's only going to get worse. But I was thinking as a pre-teen/early teenager. I expect that.

Today, in my primary class, one little girl said "it's Miley Cyrus' birthday". (I googled- it was 2 days ago).

Another child then mentions to a third "she has a new album out"... and the third replies "Uh, I know! I have it!".

They're 5.

I'm not liking this glimpse into my future....

(PS: I googled and didn't find a new album, but I don't think this makes my fears any less valid).

Blast from the (not so distant) past

Micaela and I were looking at a few of her baby pictures today, and I thought I should share a couple.

Hard to believe she was ever this small. Even harder to believe that in 6 months, we'll have a new little one...




But pictures like this remind me of all the smiles they bring at this age. (I am ignoring the voices reminding me of the no sleep, spit-up, the feeling that I am nothing more than a milk cow... I'll get back to those another day).

Oh baby Micaela- you're growing too old! I can't believe you're going to be a big sister!

What to do about Dora.

Yesterday we went to the grocery store. Aside from some "Bear Paws" which she later traded for "Mini Wheats", Micaela asked for three things: gummy candies, spaghetti in a can, and band-aids- all of which had a picture of Dora on the front.

A few minutes ago, Micaela asked if she could watch Dora "on the 'puter". When I replied that I was busy using the computer, she said "I just want to watch Dora and I am happy". Since this 2-year-old form of bribery didn`t work, she has been lying on the couch beside me, crying that she wants to watch Dora and that she is SAD.

Now- I love my daughter more than words can tell, and, truth be told, I don't mind her watching Dora. She doesn't whine like Caillou, she makes a hell of a lot more sense than whatever is going on on "In the Night Garden", and she teaches a some Spanish words to boot.

But this can't be healthy.

When it was Elmo, it wasn't so bad because she was just really excited to see him when he appeared, but now she's gotten smart- and she knows where Dora can be found, and it's obvious that she's being targeted by advertisers- Micaela has NEVER eaten canned spaghetti.

And this is only the beginning.

Next it will be Bratz, or whatever other doll comes along of the same sort, then the newest Hannah Montana, and then Justin Bieber... well, probably not Justin Bieber- in 11 years he'll be old news.... but you get the idea.

Oh, what do I do?

Heartwarming.

A few days ago, I asked Micaela what she wanted for Christmas.
Her response? "Daddy and Mommy.... And Caroline and Ryan".

Nothing like a two-year old reminding you of the true meaning of Christmas :)

Monkey see, Monkey do. Monkey hear, monkey tell :)

For some reason, I forget how smart Micaela is sometimes... It's not that I don't think she puts things together, it's just that I think she'll forget stuff.
She doesn't- in case you were wondering.

On a daily basis, Micaela's babysitter writes me a short letter telling me how long she napped, what she ate, and whether or not she pooped.
The other day was like all others. I opened up the scribbler to read her letter.

After some information on what Micaela ate, the letter stated:
"Micaela only slept an hour- Simon is sick, coughing and sneezing. Micaela told me she thinks he has a baby in his belly !!??? :)"

My two year old let the cat out of the bag.