Wednesday, April 01, 2009
GOOO Ter-ro-line-ah!
Those of you who know S and me will be shocked, but E is proving to be one of the "cool kids." That's right, she's self-confident, has GREAT dance moves, and is a bit of a two year old jock. Uh-hu, E loves sports. We don't know where she gets this, but as her sport of choice is basketball, and her team of choice is Carolina, we're more than alright with this. She loves to RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN (this comes from being two years old, I think). Here are a few cute stories to demonstrate.
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E has learned what numbers are, but isn't good at getting them in the right order when she's counting. That doesn't stop her from counting down to the next race down the hallway, however.
From one end of the house I will hear a little voice, "one, toooo, teee, eight, fo, nine, WUN!" (1, 2, 3, 8, 4, 9 RUN!) and then the stomp-stomp-stomp of a two year old sprinting down the hallway from her room to the livingroom and back again. She'll burst into whatever room I'm in and say "Eyya WUNNING, mama. Eyya WUNNING!" ("Yes, Ella, I know you're running.") And then, before I can say anything more, she turns around, gets this "I'm going to beat my old record" look on her face, briefly turns to see that I'm watching, turns back to the hallway and shouts "One, tee, six, seben, nine, WUN!" And she's off again.
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E LOVES basketball. She sat and watched Carolina play for the first half of last Sunday's game. (Yep, that's right, a half an hour before she got bored.) Not only that, but she narrarated the game for us most of the time, so you knew she was paying attention. "Da ball! Da ball, momma! Da guy, and da ball!" "Bak-ket. Da guy, da bak-ket. YEA!" (Basket, the guy made a basket.) "Wunning. Da guy and da ball wunning, mama!" (This of course, was very exciting to her, as balls and running were two of her favorite things, as well) "Bak-ket! YEAH!!!! Bak-ket!" "Oh, no! Oh no, da-yeah [daddy], da guy! Da guy fall down!! Da guy fall down!" During the whole game, she never ONCE rooted for the wrong team. (Smart girl... or perhaps it was just that a lot of her exclamations falled on the tail end of our own shouts.)
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She eventually bored of watching the game and we got her ready for bed. Then I sat and fed K in their bedroom while E played around a little bit. The first thing she did? With great purpose she dug into her blue toy box and pulled out her Dora soccer ball. (How a-dora-ball.) Then she said "Bak-ket ball, mama." and tossed the ball into her clothes hamper. "Eyya, bak-ket ball!" (Ella basket ball.) She pulled the ball back out and did it again. "Fy-ying! Da ball fy-ying momma. Eyya bak-ket ball! YEA! Diddit!" (Flying! The ball flying, momma. Ella basketball. Yea! Did it!)
I guess watching the game isn't enough for her any more. Glad the house we bought comes with a basketball hoop! Now all she needs to do is grow two or three feet.
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[In health news: two days after finishing off my antibiotic, the strep appeared to have come back for me. I was put back on antibiotic and am going to see my doc in an hour to talk tonsilectamy. (Oh, and just because I think it's funny -- This weekend, between both bouts of strep? That's right. I got the stomach flu. Ah, lovely.) E is on eye drops for an infection in her eye that has basically cleared up, so she's definately on the mend. K is on antibiotic for double ear infection still, but recently picked up bronchilitis as well. She's in great spirits, though, and has spent the last two days with either mommy or daddy. She is currently sleeping in her car seat next to me in the office. My boss loves having a baby around, so that's good. Based on how K is doing today, she's definately on the mend. S is feeling better although a cough persists. His recent visit to a specialist shows some promise.]
[In house news: Our new fridge comes tomorrow! Our garage no longer allows rodents into our attic, and we're a little closer to having the kitchen cupboards painted. We had planned to move in 10 days, but given the likelihood of surgery for me, we're probably pushing that off a bit.]
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E has learned what numbers are, but isn't good at getting them in the right order when she's counting. That doesn't stop her from counting down to the next race down the hallway, however.
From one end of the house I will hear a little voice, "one, toooo, teee, eight, fo, nine, WUN!" (1, 2, 3, 8, 4, 9 RUN!) and then the stomp-stomp-stomp of a two year old sprinting down the hallway from her room to the livingroom and back again. She'll burst into whatever room I'm in and say "Eyya WUNNING, mama. Eyya WUNNING!" ("Yes, Ella, I know you're running.") And then, before I can say anything more, she turns around, gets this "I'm going to beat my old record" look on her face, briefly turns to see that I'm watching, turns back to the hallway and shouts "One, tee, six, seben, nine, WUN!" And she's off again.
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E LOVES basketball. She sat and watched Carolina play for the first half of last Sunday's game. (Yep, that's right, a half an hour before she got bored.) Not only that, but she narrarated the game for us most of the time, so you knew she was paying attention. "Da ball! Da ball, momma! Da guy, and da ball!" "Bak-ket. Da guy, da bak-ket. YEA!" (Basket, the guy made a basket.) "Wunning. Da guy and da ball wunning, mama!" (This of course, was very exciting to her, as balls and running were two of her favorite things, as well) "Bak-ket! YEAH!!!! Bak-ket!" "Oh, no! Oh no, da-yeah [daddy], da guy! Da guy fall down!! Da guy fall down!" During the whole game, she never ONCE rooted for the wrong team. (Smart girl... or perhaps it was just that a lot of her exclamations falled on the tail end of our own shouts.)
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She eventually bored of watching the game and we got her ready for bed. Then I sat and fed K in their bedroom while E played around a little bit. The first thing she did? With great purpose she dug into her blue toy box and pulled out her Dora soccer ball. (How a-dora-ball.) Then she said "Bak-ket ball, mama." and tossed the ball into her clothes hamper. "Eyya, bak-ket ball!" (Ella basket ball.) She pulled the ball back out and did it again. "Fy-ying! Da ball fy-ying momma. Eyya bak-ket ball! YEA! Diddit!" (Flying! The ball flying, momma. Ella basketball. Yea! Did it!)
I guess watching the game isn't enough for her any more. Glad the house we bought comes with a basketball hoop! Now all she needs to do is grow two or three feet.
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[In health news: two days after finishing off my antibiotic, the strep appeared to have come back for me. I was put back on antibiotic and am going to see my doc in an hour to talk tonsilectamy. (Oh, and just because I think it's funny -- This weekend, between both bouts of strep? That's right. I got the stomach flu. Ah, lovely.) E is on eye drops for an infection in her eye that has basically cleared up, so she's definately on the mend. K is on antibiotic for double ear infection still, but recently picked up bronchilitis as well. She's in great spirits, though, and has spent the last two days with either mommy or daddy. She is currently sleeping in her car seat next to me in the office. My boss loves having a baby around, so that's good. Based on how K is doing today, she's definately on the mend. S is feeling better although a cough persists. His recent visit to a specialist shows some promise.]
[In house news: Our new fridge comes tomorrow! Our garage no longer allows rodents into our attic, and we're a little closer to having the kitchen cupboards painted. We had planned to move in 10 days, but given the likelihood of surgery for me, we're probably pushing that off a bit.]
Comments:
So fun to read! N.'s current milestones are standing and climbing--he's climbed 2 steps (but can't go down on his own). Hope you all get HEALTHY soon!
I am so proud of Miss Ella I can't hardly stand it! You done raised that girl right :)
I've been praying for y'all and absolutely dumbfounded every time you give us a sickness update. As my Aunt Joann would say, "Bless your sweeeeeet haaaaaaaaaaart!"
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I've been praying for y'all and absolutely dumbfounded every time you give us a sickness update. As my Aunt Joann would say, "Bless your sweeeeeet haaaaaaaaaaart!"
