Monday, August 31, 2009

"I'll be right back"

Jessica has a tendency to put her shirts and underwear on backwards. I always tell her to look for the label, but apparently that's advice wasted on youth. Yesterday morning I noticed her pajama top looked like it was on backwards because the collar was really high. I asked her if if shirt was on backwards and reached forward to look for the label.

She pulled away, peeked at the inside of the collar, then said, "I'll be right back," and disappeared into the bedroom. A minute later she was back. I could see that now there was a little applique flower in the center of the collar, indicating front was front.

She proudly said, "See! It wasn't on backwards."

Wow, I guess I was wrong. ; )

Monday, August 24, 2009

Random quotes

So Aunt Nutan gave me a great quote by Jessica from over the weekend (when she was in NJ and I was in MA and therefore didn't hear it myself):
"So, Kiran's done milking you?"

This made me think of some other funny things she's said.

Towards the end of the school year, apparently she developed the habit (this was told to me by her teacher), when a large group of kids got too loud and excited, of saying, "Okay, everyone, just calm down." On a related theme, she also likes to talk about "freaking out."

Finally, she's been telling me all summer about this boy the kids saw on the playground at camp. Only she refers to him as "skateboard dude."

It's amazing the slang terms they pick up.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Quote of the day

(while swimming at the pool) "Water hugs are the best."

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Repost

I posted this on FB (that's Facebook for you nonbelievers), but it was so funny that I still laugh when I think about it, so I'm recording it for posterity in Jessica's blog.

A while ago, Jessica developed the amusing habit of saying "Alert! Alert!" when something was happening that she thought needed adult intervention. Well, a couple of weeks ago, Xander had a poopy diaper and ran upstairs when I told him I wanted to change it. Within a couple of minutes, we heard Jessica shouting from upstairs, "Stink alert! Stink alert!"

Friday, August 7, 2009

The end of an era

Jessica has, for several years, been obssessed with the colors pink and purple, to the point where she refused to wear anything else. I could occasionally slip in an orange or a cyan but for the most part, her wardrobe was P&P.

Today, we were at Target. They had T-shirts on sale, and she's outgrowing her 5's, so I decided to get a few for school. She was with me, so I grabbed the plain pastel pink top and asked her if she wanted it, as I was throwing it into the cart.

"No."

Scrreeeeeeech. It was like the sound of rubbing the needle against a vinyl record.

What? No?

She then pointed out a polka dotted purple shirt she wanted. Okay, that was within the accepted color scheme. Then she picked, gasp, a blue (and pink) striped shirt. I told her she could also get the pink shirt (they were only $4; what can I say, I'm a big spender). Still no. She told me she wanted the ones with patterns.

Daring to be bold, I asked if she wanted the polka dotted brown shirt. And she said yes!

Really pushing my luck, I asked her what she would wear them with. Would she wear them with jeans?

"Yes."

You all probably felt the earth stop spinning for that single moment.

Jeans. My girl agreed to wear jeans.

Of course, it's a big step from saying she's going to wear them and having her actually willingly put them on, but it's a good first step.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

I'm not sure I like the territory we're entering

Last Saturday, Xander and Jessica's daycare/camp had a summer outing at a lake where the older kids go every day for camp. There were PONY RIDES, so of course we had to go. I, predictably, got off to a late start. The kids were at a playdate and I was reluctant to pull them away early. Then we got into the car and our extremely unreliable GPS wouldn't pick up a signal. I floundered my way through downtown Worcester before finally getting onto Route 9, and we were good.

However, the result was that we didn't get there till past 1:00, and the outing was from 11 to 3. I immediately put Jessica on a pony, because I wasn't sure how long the pony rides were going to last. We got some lunch (pasta salad, hot dogs, chips, the usual barbeque fare). Then we went to go swimming. As I was reaching into our bag, I had a very clear memory of telling myself to throw in Jessica's bathing suit. I had an equally clear memory of not having done it.

Fortunately, I knew there was a Walmart nearby. And just a few days earlier, I had mentioned to Hari that I needed to buy some size 6 bathings suits now, because Jessica would need them for winter swim lessons and I had a terrible time trying to find size 5 bathing suits in the middle of winter this past year. So I thought this was actually a good thing, because I'd buy her a size 6 bathing suit now, and she'd have it.

Now for the troublesome part. They were rather limited on size 6/6X bathing suits. Since I refused to buy a Sponge Bob bathing suit, that left us exactly one choice. So I bought it. First, it's a little big, which led to exposure issues, but even if it weren't big, it's extremely provactively cut. Why does a 6 year old need a provacative bathing suit? Argh!!!!!