cake or death

[pywacket]

yesterday we gave Emily a cupcake and as we handed it to her said "cake or death" (tm Eddie Izzard). She said "cake"

I ran to get the video camera and she did it several more times...it was so freakin cute.

Tonight we gave her the cake, said "cake" and she looked up and said "or death?"

BWA HA HA...


(she also lined up her shapes from her sorter in a row on the couch, looked at me quizzically after naming them all and said "SHAPES?" I said "yes bean and hugged her and told her how smart she is and she patted them all and said "triangle shape, square shape, star shape...etc).

I also made the most amazing dinners this week from the Moosewood Cookbook. A mushroom eggplant moussaka and tonight Russian macaroni and cheese (with cabbage, mushrooms, spinach, onions, garlic...James had seconds both times).

Finished Fluke last week and have read the latest William Gibson, Pattern Recognition.The first was wonderful and I must read more Christopher Moore. I'd like to go into great detail, but there is too much unexpected weirdness I'd give away. Thankyou jetgrrl for that wonderful present. I really enjoy William Gibson and there was much to like about this novel, except for the false ending.

So far so good. The vitamins and Bach’s flower remedies are still doing really well for me. The Bean and I listen to the Nightmare before Xmess in the afternoons and I sing and we cavort like silly folk.

And James is being very kind and loving , not so much off in his own stress world. Which is good, which I hope continues. Work stress has been known to consume both of us easily. Well it used to before I was bean mom.

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[cheekytubemouse.livejournal.com]

Tonight we gave her the cake, said "cake" and she looked up and said "or death?"

You have the coolest daughter EVER!

I have a habit of simply singing/saying "La!" at random moments and of making stuffed animals and cats spread their arms wide and sing "La!" I've done this during all of the visits with my sister and, most recently, with a teeny stuffed reindeer I bought her at the Denver airport. Shortly after I got home, I got this email from her:

Yesterday I was kinda stressed out and Sebastian went up to the Christmas tree and pointed to the reindeer and said "say La". At first I didn't realise what he wanted me to do but then I figured out that he wanted me to make the reindeer say La. So I picked it up and made it say La. Then he said "my turn" and took the reindeer and made it say La (and he didn't even throw it). [At first, instead of spreading the arms like the reindeer was singing, he would say "La!" and throw it across the room.]

Today he took the reindeer off of the tree and walked up to Jacob [the 18 mo. old my sister babysits] with it and made it say La. Jacob cracked up :) it was VERY cute!

I love having that kind of effect on little kids. I just hope that as Sebastian grows up, he continues to like me just as much.

[pywacket.livejournal.com]

thank you, I'm so proud of her I could pop. We do the singing animal thing too. I also tend to do little operatic bits when I turn on the lights or anything that seems to need a flourish. The bean has started doing that at random times she needs a flourish, or when I turn on the lights (that is a complicated process, with many hand motions and the statement "electricity in the lamp makes light, fiat lux (flip switch) la LA la) (ahem, yes I'm weird).

Bastian will continue to like you because weird aunties that adore them are always always necessary. You just have to keep doing silly things and putting out all the love.

[cheekytubemouse.livejournal.com]

That first paragraph sounds SO much like me, even when I'm home alone with Sherilyn and the kitties. (Well, except for the explaining what makes the light come on, I think Sherilyn's figured that out already.) In fact, the "La!" thing has rubbed off on Sherilyn a bit too. :)

I'm going to continue to be myself around Bastian because that seems to be who he likes best. (And, really, it's just too much work to be anyone else.)