Baking a Cake.

Madelynn's imagination has grown by leaps and bounds in the past few weeks. She can imagine almost any object to be anything else. This morning, she decided she was going to "bake a cake" in the kitchen. The cake being a pile of utensils and the oven a stool.

A few minutes in to her cullinary tasks, I realized we had not yet taken off her night-time diaper. Trying to peel her attention away from baking this cake was going to be a challanging and stratigic manouver. So, I decided to put what I thought was the "cake" into the "oven" and close the imaginary door to signal that the cake needed to cook for a while, giving us time to change the diaper. Well, little did I realize that the object I put into the "oven" was NOT actually the CAKE, and she hastily stomped over to the "oven", not saying a word, opened the imaginary door with dramatic precision and took it out, looked at me, flared her nostrils and shot daggers out of her eyes. I believe you have found your calling sweet heart...dramatic mime performance art.

Yum, Yum

Conversations with a 2 year old.

Madelynn has a toy stroller made for her dolls and stuffed animals, so she can stroll around the house. She likes to pretend she is going to Target. I walked by her this morning as she was trying to squeeze both of her butt cheeks in the seat....

Madelynn: Mom, can you push me in this?

Me: That's not for you silly, its for your dolls.

Madelynn: MOM!! can you push me in this?

Me: No, thats for your dolls.

Madelynn: MOM.....CAN.....YOU ......PUSH......ME.....IN.....THIS.....?

ME: NO!

Madelynn: Mom, is this for my dolls?

Me: sigh......

Walking at Sloan's Lake yesterday....

Madeynn: Look mom! Ducks!

Me: Wow. What are there names?

Madelynn: dramatic pause....Grandma duck and Craig duck.

Isle of Palms, Charleston, SC

Conversations with a 7 month old

Me: Truck!

Norah: uck!

Me: Truck!

Norah: ghuck!

Me: Truck!

Norah: huck!

Me: Truck!

Norah: guck!

Me: Truck!

Norah: phuck!