Ellis always eats bagels and toast upside-down. Since there's almost always peanut butter on them...very messy.
In the morning, and after naps, and before bed:
"Is it good morning?" or "Is it good night time?" or "It's not good night time yet."
After writing out the letters E L L I S, Gabe asked Ellis what it spelled to which she exclaimed, "ME!"
Annie has surpassed Shrek as Ellis' current favorite movie. Followed closely by Homeward Bound, 1 or 2.
For the first time ever, Ellis fought me on the clothes I chose for her the other day. She has never cared one way or another whether she was wearing a frog costume, a dress, or a diaper but for some reason, now she does.
Ellis thinks it's funny (and it is) to run around in utter exasperation and pretend-panic shouting, "What are we gonna doooo?!" She gets this wide-eyed look on her face that conveys panic, while trying not to smile and the combination cracks me up every time.
We were listening to Ellis over the monitor yesterday during her (non-)nap. She was shouting out family members names..."Daddy!...Gumpa (Grandpa)!...Uncle Tim!..." and then, "Uncle Kristi...to the RESCUE!!!"
If Barney happens to come on television, most of the time she freaks out until I turn it off. Not sure exactly what she doesn't like about Barney (though I could easily offer some suggestions), but I'm certainly not going to question her taste.
Ellis has become hyper-sensitive to reproach lately. If I calmly tell her to stop doing something, she commonly responds by crying out, "Don't do that, Mommy! You scare me, Mommy!"
Ellis would draw/color with her markers and crayons all day if given the chance.
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We go in for our ultrasound a week from today and will hopefully be able to find out whether we'll be welcoming a boy or a girl into our family. I'm really excited to find out.
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Anyone remember this neighbor?
She struck again. And she isn't even our neighbor anymore. Yesterday she was visiting her mother who lives across the street from us. We yelled hi to her and she came over right away to see Ellis. The first thing she said (yelled) to me as she was crossing the street was, "You've put on weight! It looks good." I jokingly replied something like, "Yep. For about 18 weeks now." Thinking she was just referencing my pregnancy. A couple of minutes later she goes, "Oh! Are you pregnant?? I noticed your face looked bigger, but I didn't realize you were pregnant."
She asked if we were going to find out what we were having and I told her we were. She immediately responded by telling us that ruins all the fun and we shouldn't do that. Her parting words:
"Well, I hope you're having a boy." Kind of like, well, I hope for your sake you don't get stuck with another girl.
Lovely to see you.