Friday, August 31, 2012

If It Looks Like a Duck...

Yes, that is my child kneeling on the deck railing with her head in the butterfly bush.  You may be tempted to ask, "Rosie, why are you in the butterfly bush?"  The answer is quite simple:

She wanted to catch the butterfly.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Sums it all up

My father was watching a pre-season football game on television, and Rosie noticed.  She asked him what he was watching, and he told her it was football.  Rosie is not very familiar with football, so she stood there and watched it for a moment.  As with everything, she added her observation:

"They're running!  And they're falling down!"

Friday, August 17, 2012

Clever girl

Occasionally I have a brilliant idea.

Rosie has always been a great sleeper, but since she's been potty-trained, she's been coming into our room in the middle of the night, bringing her pillow (and her various accoutrements du jour, like drawings, Hello Kitty, books, plastic tea cups, etc.), and sleeping in our bed.  This is a problem that I decided to nip in the bud, especially since her feet usually end up in her father's face (while her head is next to mine...??).

My brilliant idea was to start a sleep chart for her.  I created a grid, printed it out, and taped it to the side of her bookshelf.  I told her that every night she slept in her bed all night long, she would get a sticker on her chart.  When she fills up a row on her chart, she will get a little "special prize," and if she fills up the whole chart, she will get a big "special prize."

She is so excited about this chart!  The first thing she says in the morning is that she needs a sticker on her chart because she slept in her bed all night long.  There have only been two nights since we started that she slept in our room, and one of them was due to a severe thunderstorm, for which I had pity on her.

Unfortunately, my brilliance was dimmed by the fact that I let Rosie see that I put the sheet of stickers on top of the dresser in the hallway.  One day Rosie's doll crib was in the hallway next to the dresser, and Rosie was sitting in her room "playing with stickers."  She used the doll crib to reach the top of the dresser, grabbed the stickers we use for her chart, and began filling up her chart with stickers.

At least we know she's resourceful.

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Why My Girl Sleeps in the Dark

As I was putting Rosie to bed last night, I reached over to turn on her night light, and Rosie shouted, "No!  I don't want that one!"  I told her she had to have that one because her desk lamp was too bright (which usually leads to her staying up coloring for several hours).  She told me that she didn't want any light.  I confirmed with her, "So, you don't want any lights on at all?  You want to sleep in the dark."  She said yeah, and I asked her why.

"There are eye gonks."


"Eye gonks."

So I ask her, "Can you show me where the eye gonks are?"  She points at her dresser.  The light from her night light reflects off the dresser and, I guess to her, looks like glowing eyes.

De Colores

My sister has dated a tall, bald man from India.  Rosie refers to him as Carlos.

While we were out today, Rosie was walking with my sister and said, "Look, there's your husband!"  My sister, not being married, asked Rosie what she was talking about.  Rosie indicated a tall, dark-skinned, bald man crossing the street and said, "He looks like Carlos.  Mom, that brown man looks like Carlos!"