Little Stories

Pressurized apple juice, from a sippy cup (a straw one), on an airplane, can shoot remarkably far.  I was wiping off all the walls and the ceiling.  And the guy two rows in front of us got hit too.  So vent those sippy cups.

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My aunt has a cat.  Elizabeth saw the kitty.  The kitty saw Elizabeth.  The kitty went upstairs.  Later, the kitty came downstairs.  (My aunt was really impressed.  Apparently Kitty hides full time whenever there is a child in the house because she used to be visited by twins and they taught her that lesson.)  To reward the kitty for coming back down, we let Elizabeth give her some treats.  We handed Elizabeth a treat and told her to put it on the floor and then back up.  She did.  The kitty ate it.  (And then backed up.)  Elizabeth demanded “Pea-nut! Kitty!  Floor!”  Apparently kitty treats look like peanuts.  So we gave her another “peanut” and they repeated the whole activity a few more times.

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The crib repair kit came while I was gone.  On Saturday.  It was recalled on June 24th (and I requested the kit that very same day) and we received the kit on August 21st.  That is more than eight weeks.  Also, my back has been hurting since we’ve been using the pack and play.  It’s like two feet closer to the ground and that is a lot farther to bend over to put down a sleeping baby.  For anyone else waiting for a kit, it was really easy to install, but is totally visible and ruins the draping of a crib skirt.  I am really glad I have a symmetrical crib because I just turned the ugly side to the wall.  If I couldn’t, I’d probably either not use the crib skirt or I’d have to cut holes in the crib skirt for the little brackets to stick through.  (Because if I didn’t have the crib skirt, you’d be able to see the fan I have plugged in under the crib.  It’s for white noise and keeping it under the crib keeps it out of Elizabeth’s reach.)

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When the airplane landed, Elizabeth said “boom, boom!”  And then she demanded “AGAIN!”  She also insisted that we were riding on a school bus the entire time.

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We have a school bus stop out in front of our house.  Elizabeth LOVES watching the school bus and the “KIDS!”  The first day it drove by, I asked her “Elizabeth, what color is the school bus?”  “ORANGE!”  “No, sweetie, school buses are…well, look at that, they are orange.”