My Two Year Old is a Terrorist
The adventures of Gaby, her sister Lily, and her tired mommy.
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Why You Shouldn't Keep the Fish Bowl near the Cherry Tomatoes
Sunday, December 27, 2009
Dec 09
GABY AND DADDY
Earlier this month Lily was fussing while I was brushing her hair. Gaby looked at her with this deadpan expression and said "Lily, rub thum dirt on it."
We were at LaMadeline not too long ago, and ran into a friend. Both girls were standing next to me while I chatted for a few minutes. (She was sitting down eating.) I realize that Gaby is not standing with us (which is common, to say the least!) and I started to look around for her. I turn around, and she has befriended two older ladies at the table behind me, has taken a seat and is having a conversation with them. Mess.
More restraunt fun: After seeing Santa at North Park, our family always eats lunch. So we are at TGI Fridays, when a family sits down behind us. Grandpa, Grandma, three or four other adults, and a newborn baby girl. Gaby LOVES babies and made a beeline. They were super sweet, and didn't mind. For once she did not try to smother the baby with love, and came back to the table. I vaguely noticed her digging in my purse (which should ALWAYS be a red flag), but was in the middle of a conversation and was not paying attention. She headed back over to the table and I heard laughing (another red flag; see next post) and look behind me. She has taken my camera out of my purse, turned it on, and is taking pictures of the baby. As the grandpa said "She's a pistol."
Dining with Gaby part III: Ok so we are at Joe Willy's and always sit in this one area that has access to the games so that the kids can go play and we can relax and eat. So the kids are going back and forth between our table and the game room, and we are talking to some friends. There is a table of moms and kids next to us, and I hear loud laughing (red flag!) and someone say "Whose little girl is that?" (ULTIMATE red flag.) Well of course it is MY little girl, and she is squatting under their table trying to dig the chewed gum off the bottom of it so she can EAT IT. sigh.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
Catch Up
Friday, February 13, 2009
Day Three
Today was a good day! They girls had their Valentine parties at school, and had a great time. One of the only messes of the day was equal to several smaller ones, though. Lily and I made a homeade snow globe at Christmas time out of a pickle jar, a plastic ornament, and LOTS of glitter. So, I turn around in the kitchen, and there is my little destructo, holding it with a big smile on her face. You know those messes that you can see happening before they actually do? Well, this was one of them. But, I barely had time to process that I needed to get the jar from Gabs when it came crashing to the tile. Wet glitter is NOT fun to clean up, especially when it is accompanied by millions of glass shards.
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Day Two
9:31 I go in the office to check email. The office is heaven for Gaby. She can now open the door unless I lock it, charge in, grab some contraband and head for the hills. Today, she grabbed a pen and made her mark on the office door before I caught her.
"Life is not fair." - Lily, age 4 (actual quote)
7:20 Gaby is playing in Lily's room, and decides to eat some styrofoam out of a hat box. Swallows some before I pry her little mouth open.
Day One
Gave each of the girls a small bowl of raspberries. Gaby decided to wear hers. See pic.
5:30
Gaby is cleaned up and on the go. I cleared the dishes and put them on the kitchen counter. Apparently too close to the edge, because Gaby pulled down Lily's uneaten raspberries and finger painted the tile with them. See pic.
5:39
Gaby dips comb in toilet and tries to comb Lily's hair with it. Lily is not happy about this.
5:41
Gaby is pulling food out of the pantry.
5:52
Gaby head butts her sister. Neither are happy about this.
6:42
Spills mommy's cup of ice and takes off her diaper. Heads for the hills, and while mommy is cleaning up ice, pees on sister's floor.
While mommy cleans up pee, Gaby comes strolling in with the dog's water dish, complete with water. Heads back to the kitchen to try to pour water into a cup. This is one of said terrrorist favorite pastimes: the transfer of liquid.
While mommy writes this incident down, Gaby is dancing on dishwasher door.
7:12
Gets out of bath, and in the span of 3-4 minutes gets into lip gloss, spills bath paint and pees on the bath mat.
Note: day one's timeframe is only TWO HOURS.