I don't know what's cuter, the Zoe anecdotes or the bunny pictures that've been floating around... Actually, yes I do. The Zoe anecdotes are cuter. I think you should feel free to post them all over the place.

When I get a good new one, I'll post it... Where are the other cute kid anecdotes tho?

Hmm...Bailey's taken to putting her hands on her belly, leaning forward, sticking her neck wayyyy out toward you and sayind "Laguna Fafoona Baboona!!!!" over and over and laughing her ass off. She'll say it over and over and in many different orders, but loves it every time. She also twirls around, doing a sort of rythmic Indian chant of nonsensical words, but tossing in words like "cheesburger" or "kitty" so it's a little something like "dok cor bum tick ding bang cheeseburger flog pen tor tor tor win murg bum bum tick ding ding ding cheeseburger" all very rythmic and kinda spooky, really as it does sound like a chant (she's chanted since she was about 3 months old - I'm not kidding. She's frightened a lot of people). Tonights "actual word add-in" was "cheeseburger" for whatever reason.

About a month or more ago I was trying to calm her down from a bad dream and while I was holding her I was telling her whatever was popping into my mind, but in a really quiet soothing voice. I was telling her that some day, she's going to be able to learn to play guitar because her Uncle Scott will teach her and she can play drums because her Daddy can teach her and she can play piano and saxaphone because Mommy can teach her (mommy wouldn't dare try to teach her to play bass as her mommy sucks and her uncle could likely teach her properly), and her Aunt Daphne can teach her to play clarinet. Anyway, this was just one conversation, one night to calm her down and help her get back to sleep. So, many weeks later we're hanging out and playing with her toys and she, completely out of the blue, says with a squinty, questioning expression and tone "When is Uncle Scott teaching me guitar? And Mommy playing saxaphone and piano (actually "p-yano")? And drums? Daddy plays drums." I nearly hit my head on the floor. The capacity and recall a 2 1/2 year old has is astounding. I'm telling you this was only one night and I was just rambling whatever came to mind in order to calm her. I had no idea that she'd been walking around this whole time with that working itself out in her mind. The child's amazing. AMAZING, I tell you!

I don't bother with telling you guys this kind of stuff, because, well, I figure most people just roll their eyes at cool kid stuff that I suppose I assume only a mom (or dad) is really into. But, hey, if you want anecdotes (as if all my pictures of her aren't enough to make you roll your eyes ) I've got more and more happening. Usually she does stuff and I grab the phone and call my sister or whoever I can raise to tell them about it. Might as well get all stoked and tell you guys, since everyone else is likely damn sick of it.

-April

Personally, I love these little stories. Little kids entertain me so much! And not in a scary-I-have-knives-and-lots-of-time-on-my-hands kind of way but more of a little-kids-get-to-be-so-free-and-have-so-much-fun-and-I-love-having-that-kind-of-fun-too kind of way. Little kids rock and stories about little kids rock too.

"Zoe, I think you may have pink eye"
"No, I have blue eye"

Can't argue with that.

Speaking of eyes - hey, GM, has she figured out ways of grossing you out yet? I thought 2 1/2 was kinda early to be diggin that, but Bailey figured out yesterday how to gross me out and is using it as ammo against me. She pulls her lower eyelid down and gets right up into my face. I pull her hand away and she gut laughs until she's nearly purple and then does it over and over until she's about to pass out from laughing. She also has started intentionally farting loudly! She'll look at me and I can see her pushing and then she yells "POOOOT!!!" and starts laughing hysterically. She's a total monkey these days.

And I have no idea where she came up with this word, but she calls her fingernails or just the nail clippers "fingerhouses"???



-April

great stories. i actually caught myself once or twice during reading saying "gee, it might not be so bad to have a kid." i'm 28, my wife is 24, and we've been married for 2 1/2 years....safe to say certain members of the family are starting to get a bit cranky about our current lack of children. They assume that something is wrong with one of you. anyway, i'm mostly not that interested in the whole business, but it creeps up occasionally and frightens the east bajeezus out of me. my wife, however, vaccilates between chomping at the bit and swearing off ever having one.

what concerns me is that any children i raise won't have a chance of being normal. my wife grew up hearing "you're fat, you're ugly, you can't do anything right, why can't you be more like ________?" and i grew up meeting my mother's boyfriends (my parents were still married and living together. dad was conveniently left out of the loop). So there's always that fear that no matter how hard we try, we're going to end up screwing our kids up but good.

still, all the anecdotes put a grin on me, and it is appreciated.

Yes. I plan to never have kids, but I enjoy all of your stories none the less.

All parents are %^#&^$ed up. No kid has a chance of being normal. Mine certainly won't be! Don't let that keep you from having children. Just wait until you're ready to give up any social life outside of other parents before you go for it

Justine is driving me up the freakin' wall. She is so excited about Christmas that she simply cannot calm down. She can't focus on the things that she needs to do, like brush her teeth, get out of the tub when her bath is over, change her underwear, etc., etc.

She is 6 and still believes in Santa, but she started asking a lot of very pointed questions about the mechanics of the north pole.

Justine: "Does anyone live next to Santa Claus at the North Pole?"

Jeff: "No. Santa likes his privacy, so he owns a lot of property there."

Justine: "Does Santa make ALL of the toys, or does he buy some of them from the store?"

Jeff: "Er, well, Santa makes SOME of the toys, but he also outsources a lot of stuff. Like Legos, for example. Santa finds it more cost efficient to deal with the Lego people than to try and make Legos himself. There are also trademark and copyright laws that come into play."

Justine: "Oh. Okay. What about the elves? Do they all live with Santa, or do they go home after their done making toys?"

Jeff: "No, they live there. Santa has apartments for the elves."

Justine: "What does Santa do after Christmas is over?"

Jeff: "He sleeps for two months straight. Then he takes a big vacation."

And so it goes.

Jeff

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Quixote mentioned the Zoe/Bailey stories in the RIP thread, so thought I'd bump it...

One of Zoe's school projects was to make a monster. They took paper plates, painted them, and glued on feet, horns, eyes, etc. So, she had this monster when I came to pick her up which look exactly like Bug A Boo from Scary Godmother (a character she is very familiar with). I asked if it was Bug A Boo. Nope! It was "an eagle" (round, purple, many eyes, horns, feet...)!

I've been reading the Hobbit (obviously rather slowly as it's been going for months now), and it seems she thought the eagles that saved the dwarves from the wargs were monsters!
(I later explained that eagles were birds)

You're the best mod ever.

and I just put her in bed. Tonight, as I have a cold and didn't feel up to reading the hobbit for a long period of time, I read two Gaiman short stories: Locks (didn't seem too interested) and the intro the Arbitrary Placement of Walls (she loves it - I've read it before).
Actually, she recognized it when I started reading, sat up and said "! - it's martha soukup!"
So I made it interactive and would point to her when the poem said 'Martha Soukup' so she could say it instead of me
-GMZoe
If you haven't heard it, go buy Live At The Aladdin from the CBLDF now - it's a great poem

Hey now, the topic is "not at all to do with Gaiman, or any of you".
No Gaiman.
Not at all.
~hmmmpfs off~

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Originally posted by JaNell:
Hey now, the topic is "not at all to do with Gaiman, or any of you".
No Gaiman.
Not at all.
~hmmmpfs off~

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well it still doesn't have to do with any of you....

I think this may have been my first non-Gaiman thread on the board - it's topic #38....

Alrighty then, here's a recent development. Bailey likes to decorate herself with stickers. She covered her hair with them a couple of weeks ago (looked like a little girl with lots of little barrettes in her hair). Today, she covered her legs in them. She announced "Mommy, I think it's tattoos." Uh oh.



-April

Watch out, mom...

How old does she have to be before you let her get a real one??

Zoe seems to like tattoos as well (if there's a stray marker mrk on her skin, it's a tattoo!).

What's up with this generation??

Hmm, well I don't know about Zoe, but Bailey sees them all the time. Mark and I both have them, so she's said tattoo for as long as she's said sassoo (that was my childhood word for 'boo-boo' and is now Bailey's). She does the same thing you described with paints and pens if she gets ahold of one. You know, it's just fun to decorate yourself. I remember covering my hands with glue that I'd mixed with watercolors and letting it dry..oh and coloring on my clothes, too. Hmm, what on earth lies ahead I can only imagine (actually, it's probably something I'd never imagine. she's always surprising me.)

-April
PS: She has to wait until she's at least 18. I'd rather she waited until she's 30, but at 18 I won't be able to stop her if she wants to. Same thing for body piercing. She can have her ears done as soon as she's old enough to take care of them. (I hope she shows no interest in body piercing. We're strictly ear piercings here, so she's not seen naval and eyebrows and the like too often.)

Zoe complained today that I took away her candy when she was born

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