What did you say?!?

So last night as I was cooking supper, the girls were playing dress up in the living room. At one point, I heard one of them say to the other "you're a hooker." Before I could round the corner into the living room, the other replied with "I'm not a hooker, YOU'RE a hooker!" Flabbergasted and somewhat speechless, I asked them to tell me what a "hooker" is. Well, from behind their backs, they each pulled out a crochet hook...and they said "well, when you cook, you're a cooker. When you run, you're a runner. We have hooks...so we're hookers."

Whew, ok, thanks for the explanation...carry on. 

Where do they come up with this stuff?  I was worried that some kids in school were teaching them some terms that are obviously not age appropriate.  So glad that I asked them to explain themselves.  My utter shock turned into complete hilarity in a matter of seconds.

The evolution of "Blankie"

Emmi's blanket.  It's on an interesting journey with her.  At 12 months old, she just needed her blanket in her possession...simple as that.  At 15 months old, she needed to be able to hold onto a corner so that she could rub it under her nose...mostly when she was very sleepy.  At 18 months old, she had a very specific corner of the blanket she needed to hold onto...it was the most ratted one, but that's the one she insisted be in her hand. 

Now at 20 months old, she absolutely, positively needs to hold onto ALL FOUR corners of the blanket.  She will obsessively search for all four of the corners, even with her eyes closed as she's drifting off to sleep.  During the day, when she's more awake, she will just look at me and say "more corner."  She wants me to find them for her!

This poor little blanket.  It'll be interesting to see what the next phase of its journey will be with Emmi. 

Gymnastics!!!!

The big girls start gymnastics on March 31st.  They've been talking about it for a while, so I finally found a class to enroll them in.  At this facility, it's mandatory that the gymnasts (even the little tykes) wear leotards...a far cry from just being able to wear t-shirts and shorts when I was a kid!!  Anyway, I was browing the internet looking for a good site to buy a couple leotards from.  I found one that had pretty good deals, so I helped the girls scan through the site so that they could pick out whichever leotard that they wanted.

I assumed that Addi would want a flashy green one and that Livi would want something closer to pink and purple.  Well, apparently my kids aren't as predictable as I thought!  They actually ended up picking out the exact same leotard.  I checked, double checked and triple checked with them that they were absolutely sure that they liked the one they picked out before I placed the order.  And after getting several affirmatives, I went ahead and bought them.

Well, they just arrived.  I thought the girls were excited to start gymnastics before!!  Oh my, they're hopping off the walls with excitement now.  The day their leotards arrived in the mail, they immediately had to try them on.  Then they wanted to sleep in them (I said no...because going potty in the middle of the night would be too much of a production).  Then they wanted to put them on in the morning so they could wear them to school to show their friends (again, I said no).  Obsessed.  But I can't help but share in their excitement!! 

Happy 18 months, Peanut!!

Cheesy face and all, she's such a beauty!

Time sure is flying.  Emmi had her 18 month appointment yesterday.  She's in the 98th percentile for height...standing at 34 inches tall.  She's in the 70th percentile for weight, clocking in at 24lbs 1oz. She's doing absolutely fantastic.  She has about 25 words that she can say...puppy, milk, whoa, bath, "there you go", ball and many others.

I'm not used to all of the words that are coming out of this little girl.  The twins were pretty non-verbal all the way up to about two years old, maybe even a little bit later than that.  I remember at their 15 month appointment expressing concern that they didn't really talk.  Then I expressed the same concern at their 18 month appointment.  The doctor reassured me at each visit that twins tend to talk later.  Of course that didn't stop the mommy in me from worrying about it!!

But here I am now with a little girl who says probably more than the twins did at the age of 2 years.  The older girls had each other to babble to...and boy, did they seem to know what each other was saying.  The adults had no clue, but they sure did!!