This week has been good but relatively uneventful so I figured Ellie could entertain us all this post. Here's a few of her latest antics:
In her chair during breakfast one morning:
Ellie: "I'm getting seasick, Mommy."
Mommy: "Why's that?"
Ellie: "Because there's a boat in my bum!"
(uh...is that similar to there being a 'train' in the 'station'? :)
One morning Ellie was helping me move Q-tips from their box into the designated jar on our counter: "Mommy, I need to put the earwax in the jar for you." (no thanks!)
A few words from Ellie's personal dictionary:
"can opener" - the cannon on her Dora pirate puzzle
"hamburger map" - a flier for McDonalds
"fresh chont" - croissant
"loopy loop", "hoop dee doop" or "hoopy doop" - a hoola hoop
Ellie's beginning to realize that she doesn't have a word for every thing she wishes to describe and has begun to make up her own jibberish words very freely.
Take this conversation, for instance:
Ellie:"My bagel is tickling me, Mommy."
Mommy: "How is it tickling you?"
Ellie: "Because it's too scary...and moppery...and razery." (huh?)
Or today at lunch Ellie was sitting there with her hands on her face like this:
And I asked her what she was doing. She said, "I'm uncle Jon. This is my beard." And then she started to curl her fingers and wiggle them and said, "He has lots of BINDEZ on his beard." I think she meant curls. Here's uncle Jon, the bushman:
There's a made-up word or name for anything or anyone. Most of them sound East-Indian. Sometimes for fun Rob and Ellie just resort to jibberish and it actually sounds as though she's speaking a foreign dialect. Who knows? Perhaps we should enroll her in a class or two. :)
One day I found Ellie like this...
...and before asking her to take the dirty kitchen mat off her head, I asked her what she was doing: "I'm an ICEBERG!" was her happy reply.
You've got to smile when your kids are in bed and you go to pull something out of the cupboard and you find that missing toy or set of keys that you couldn't find anywhere earlier in the day. Well, you know you have a daughter on the prowl when you go to turn on your computer and your power button looks like this:
One day last week when I put Joshua down for a nap I left Ellie upstairs alone with a basket full of freshly folded laundry. When I came up the stairs Ellie called out to me, "I'm setting up the laundry, Mommy! I'm setting it up! Come see!" So I did. Here's an example of how she 'set up' Rob's socks:
The rest of the clothes were in another line on the floor. My enthusiasm didn't match hers. :)
And I'll leave you all with a photo of Ellie painting her Christmas present for Rob last month. After she was finished I was trying to encourage her to say a few kind things about Rob for me to write on the top. She was adament I write one sentance and one sentance only: "You can go to the river, if you like!"
Though we may not always understand her, this kid certainly keeps us entertained!
When it ain't minus 130 degrees anymore, we discover the joy of pelting Daddy with snowballs...
And that it's pretty fun getting pelted back!
(Joshua and I came in early because his drool was really beginning to look like a health hazard. Rob and Ellie continued to have a blast until they heard the awful sound of a car crash happening right in front of our apartment. The snowbanks are so high around here that it's very difficult to see oncoming traffic when making a left turn. Our neighbour was trying to do just that when they were T-boned by a speeding car. Our neighbour wasn't hurt, but the passenger of the car was hurt quite badly. Kind of a sad ending to a really fun afternoon.)
