Really Ought To Cut Back On The T.V.

Maya: Can you turn the t.v. on?

Me: No, because you're about to get a bath.

Maya: Awww, snap!

At Least She Knows Not To Run With Them

A couple of months ago I decided that Maya could use a little help with her scissor skills after noticing that she was struggling at school. I found a workbook that had cutting exercises and some projects that I thought she would enjoy and help her to be more comfortable working with scissors. No big deal. Quite boring actually.

I probably should have kept looking when the only scissors I could find for preschoolers cut as well as my own. But, I didn't. No, I knew that she would only be using the scissors while I was right there next to her, under complete adult supervision. And that's what we were doing when she sat on my left and I was looking to the right and she decided to do this:

I am now on the lookout for the safety scissors I used in kindergarten. The kind that couldn't even cut through construction paper.

Hey There!

Wow, I have not been doing well with my posting lately. I'll see if I can improve that, but no promises.

Things heard around the house:

One day after preschool-

Maya: I went on a God hunt today.

Nana: You did! Did you find him?

Maya: Nope.

. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

The other morning-

Maya: Daddy, where did you buy me?

Jason: I didn't buy you anywhere.

Maya: No. Where did you buy me?

Jason: Where did I buy you?

Maya: Yeah.

Jason: If I bought you can I return you?

Maya: . . . .

Maya: Can I have breakfast now?

Captiva

I finally made it to the beach after being here for almost 2 months. It was cold, but a front was coming in so there were some rarely seen waves (3-4ft) with a few desperate determined people attempting to surf them.


That's pretty much it. I really don't have anything to say with this post except, haha suckers!

In Case You Had A Craving

We've been enjoying wandering around our new city and pointing things out to Maya that she may have never seen before, like octopus-in-a-bag. Now before you ask, I do not know if $3.99/lb is a good price.


If you feel you are not in the market for octopus may I interest you in some frog legs, gator meat, or squid tubes? Alas, I do not have a picture of the squid tubes. I only had the courage to take one picture and my choice was octopus-in-a-bag. I only hope I will not live to regret my choice.

To Friends, Family, and Santa

Lifetime quota for stuffed animals has been met. Thank you.

Plastic People

I had 4 people stop me in the grocery store to say that they thought this doll was a real baby.


Everyone was visibly relieved that they didn't have to call child services.

Sad Little Garden

Our apartment has a nice balcony where I decided to have a small container garden this year. This past spring I did a little research and bought everything I would need to grow tomatoes, green and red peppers, jalapeno peppers, cayenne peppers, and cherry tomatoes. Being the responsible adult that I am, I decided I would have an organic garden, it's so much better for your body and the environment! And so easy! You just water the plants and if you see any bugs you yell at them and if things start to die inexplicably you just yell harder.

My garden did not do well.

Just Remember To Floss

Every kid has their nighttime routine and Maya is no exception. Because he likes to make their time together a little extra special, Jason's routine with Maya is slightly different than mine. I like to do whatever will get her in bed and asleep the fastest without using any of my extra energy (I need all of my reserves for the strenuous act of channel changing), and when it comes to brushing her teeth I just brush her teeth. End of story. But that's too boring for Jason. Recently, he has started letting Maya brush his teeth while he brushes hers.

I've never seen an almost-3-year-old so excited to brush her teeth.

"It Was Cool When I Dropped Her Off"

I had to leave early last Tuesday morning, so Jason dressed Maya and took her to school. I picked her up around lunchtime, and I couldn't believe what I saw when her teacher brought her out to the car. It was a warm and humid day and Maya was standing there in jeans and a long sleeve shirt; her teacher was carrying Maya's JACKET. I just wanted to announce to everyone that HER DADDY DRESSED HER TODAY. I've made my mistakes on predicting the weather but, WOW.

Update

Well, it looks like I haven't posted since 1842. Sorry about that. Our desktop has some viruses or malware or something and apparently could blow up at any moment so I've been stuck with the laptop. Of course the laptop is clean but it has threatened me with violence if I attempt to put any more pictures on it, so please be patient as I try to clean up some space on the laptop and get the desktop straightened out. Here's hoping I'll be able to post again by next year.

I hate computers.

Just To Illustrate. . .

more music charts

Happy New Year!

Hating The Flash

I had a beautiful picture in mind for our Christmas cards this year. So one morning I put Maya in her Christmas dress and sat her in front of the tree. I started taking picture after picture after picture and I noticed a trend of terrible luck. I either got her with her eyes closed:

looking like she got into the eggnog:

or just passed out:

I wanted to smash the camera and it's incredibly annoying flash into a million pieces. Instead I just sucked it up and ended up getting a cute shot at a party the next day.

And it only took thirty tries.

You Learn Something New Every Day

In case anybody was wondering, I am not the kind of person that can go back to using my Nikon and remember to develop the film so I can post on time.

I was talking on the phone and looked over at Maya to see her doing this impersonation of me, the scary part is just how accurate it was.

P-R-O-C-R-A-S-T-I-N-A-T-I-O-N

These are Maya's 2 year pictures that we had taken about 2 months after the fact. I should have mailed these out to certain people 6 weeks ago. I guess I got caught up pondering the great mysteries of life, or maybe I was just too lazy, we may never know.


If you are among those wondering where your pictures are, don't worry, they're on my dresser.

So This Is What It Has Come To

For her birthday, Granny and Papaw gave Maya a bunch of Little People and accessories and she couldn't enjoy them more. She wants to play with them as soon as she wakes up, after breakfast, right after lunch, and all the way up to bedtime. Unfortunately, Maya does not want to play alone. No, she wants Mommy and Daddy to play as soon as they wake up, after breakfast, after lunch, and All. The. Way. Up. To. Bedtime. It's amazing how quickly this turns into torture. Forget waterboarding. I'm much more terrified of that little voice calling out from her room " Come IN, Mommy, come IN!"

Maya has also decided to designate our own little friends. Meet Maya's friend:

Daddy's friend:

Mommy's friend:

As we are dragged into her room she shoves our "friend" into our hands so that we may all play restaurant. That's it. We play restaurant twenty times a day with these incredibly tiny people.

Sneaky

You're in the living room and your cupcakes are cooling on the kitchen counter. Do you know where your toddler is? "Mmmm, num num, good Mommy."

S Is For...

Maya's vocabulary is growing every day and she has a tendency to repeat what she hears. I've only had one slip where she repeated me. The key is to KEEP A STRAIGHT FACE. She loves to do things she knows is cute or funny and the last thing I need is for Maya to be the one to introduce her preschool classmates to four letter words. You're supposed to learn that in first grade.

Now Back To Our Regularly Scheduled Blogging

Due to my insistence that every single picture we have ever taken must be stored on our computer, it has been crashing a lot lately. This has made posting a little difficult. The other day Jason removed some pictures so I thought it would be safe to upload a few more. Apparently not. I'm just going to have to suck it up and erase the pictures. It should be ok. I'll still have all the prints, and the copies on cd we keep in a fire proof safe and the account online....

So I'm going to try to get caught up with everything that's been happening around here for the last month, but for now I will leave you with the world's most adorable fighter pilot. Who wouldn't want to get shot down by this cutie?