Thanks for Being Positive

This afternoon, Katie Anne was painting in her new Ariel watercolor book.

She asked me, "Mommy, what do you think about this painting?"

I was sewing a hem in some pants, and I glanced at her painting and said, "Wow, that looks really good, Katie Anne."

She said, "Thank you, Mommy, for being so positive."

Cracked me up!

I asked her, "Who says thank you for being positive?"
She said, "I don't know, but it really sounds good to say."

I had to agree to that!

We Don't Say "Rectum"

I question whether to post this hilarious conversation between Saunders and Katie Anne because of the "language", but it was soooo funny that I simply have to put it down for my dear followers to enjoy.

Setting: Katie Anne's room, approximately fifteen minutes ago. 

Background: I'm getting Katie Anne out of her party outfit (fun pictures of Lily's party to come!) and into a gown for her nap, and Saunders is explaining to me why he cannot help get her down for a nap.  In his explanation, he used the word "rectum".  Do I need to explain why he said that?  I hope that I do not.  If you know Saunders, I'm sure I don't need to explain anything.  ;)

Katie Anne:  Daddy, we don't say rectum.
Saunders: Um, okay - we don't?
Katie Anne: No, rectum is a bad word.
Saunders: Oh, okay.
Katie Anne: Daddy, rectum means butthole.

Saunders and I kind of freeze, and then almost die laughing.

Saunders: Katie Anne, who told you what rectum means?
Katie Anne: Nobody.
Saunders: How do you know that word?
Katie Anne: Well, Daddy, because you just said it.
Saunders: Katie, what two-year-old can tell you the definition of rectum?
Me: I don't know.
Saunders: Where did she hear rectum?  Or butthole?
Me:  I do not know.

Sometimes, she cracks us up so much that we can barely breathe.  Katie Anne was stone-cold serious the entire time, though.  She means it - we don't say rectum.  So, remember that.

Lucky the Leprechaun Update... and Funny Grammar

Leopard-Cons...

First, a Lucky Update... Saunders got caught up on the blog last night after dinner, and he reminded me that I'd left out on of the best parts of the Leprechaun story.  I guess we need to check out a library book on leprechauns or something, because it has become obvious through our morning treasure hunts that Katie Anne doesn't know much - make that anything - about leprechauns.  However, she was quickly able to do one of my favorite things that young kids do with new knowledge - assimilate it into what she already knows.  So, she now says that the golden egg surprises are hidden by "Lucky the Leopard-con".  I asked her what a Leopard-con was, and she said, "Just a magic leopard, Mommy."  Last night, she was talking about animals, and she said, "Hey, how about a Puma-con?"  So funny!

Grammer-er...

Also, we've noticed Katie Anne doing something funny with her grammar lately - specifically, when making verbs into nouns.  She must have figured out that, to turn a verb into a noun (although I doubt she thought about it in those specific terms- haha), just put an -er on the end of the word.  I guess it would be like play ---> player or jump ---> jumper.  So, she's doing this will all kinds of words now.  

For instance, we were out at Okinawa eating some yummy fried rice last weekend, and she told us, "I think I'm going to be a bander, and I'm going to play the drums."  We thought - bander?  Oh, she means "in the band".

A few days ago, she was driving her little blue car.  I asked her, "Are you driving to work?"  She said, "No, I'm just pretending to be a parker."  Then, she parked her car and got out.

Then she said last night, "I can't wait to be a teamer.  I'm going to play soccer."

It is so interesting to watch her language develop and see how she puts things together... and it's pretty funny to try to figure out some of the words she's making up.

Four Little Things to Remember

Just four little KA things that I want to remember ...

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When Katie Anne has a cold chill, she says,
"Whew!  I'm having a chill-cold!"

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One of my favorite Christmas songs is "We Three Kings".  So, I would sing:

"We three kings of Orient are

Bearing gifts we traverse afar

Field and fountain, moor and mountain,

Following yonder star..."

and Katie Anne would sing with me.

Well, she thought it said, "We three kings of Orientar."  So, she thinks Orientar is a town where kings come from, and anytime anyone's wearing a crown or anything remotely king-like, she says,
"That looks like a king from Orientar."

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Yesterday, Katie Anne told me,
"Mommy, you're my favorite kind of person."

:)

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This morning, as Katie Anne was crying for me not to go to work and leave her (so sad), she was hugging me and said,
"Mommy, I guess I just love you too much." 
So sweet!

Katie Anne's Thoughts on Growing Up

Katie Anne is very into growing up and planning out what she'll do when she's bigger.  She's also into comparative adjectives - everything is bigger, stronger, faster.  Here are some of her thoughts on growing up from the last two days that I've jotted down.

 "Mommy, we're both big girls who wear panties.  You're just taller."

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"When I get bigger and bigger, I will be taller and taller!  I will be taller as the ceiling!  Then, I can reach up and get the candy bowl!   Then, I can reach in there and open those papers and get my candy out!  Then, I can eat all my candy!"

(thinks a minute ... eyebrows furrowed)

"Or, I could just get a ladder and get the candy bowl down while I'm littler."

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After we'd practiced some of the moves that Diego told us were required to become Animal Rescuers...

"When I grow up, I will jump higher.  I will climb bigger.  I will run faster.  I will probably (pronounced prolly) talk more ... and a lot louder, too."

(Mommy's thought - Lord help us when that increase in talking occurs.  I think we're at max capacity and volume now.)

Making Little Connections

I know I've already done my official NaBloPoMo post for today, but I just had to record this little snippet of conversation between Katie Anne and me in the car on the way home from school.

Katie Anne: Hey Mommy, my tires aren't fixed.

Me: What?  Your tires?  What tires?

Katie Anne: These tires... the ones right here on my shoe.

Me: (looking in rearview mirror and trying to see what she's talking about) Oh, are you talking about the bottom of your shoe?  That black part?  That's called the sole, actually.

Katie Anne: No, Mommy ... not the bottom part.  The tires.  Will you fix them?

Me: I don't know what the tires are.  Can you tell me what they look like?

Katie Anne: The tires are these white things (pronounced fings). The string fings.

Me: The laces?  Those aren't called tires - they're called laces.  Do you mean your laces aren't tied?

Katie Anne:  Yeah, the laces are not tied.  Can you tie them?

Me: Well, I'm driving now, but I'll tie them when we get home.

Katie Anne thinks in silence for a minute.

Katie Anne: Mommy, I think (pronounced fink) I'll just call them tires.

Me: Well, you can if you want to, but they are really laces.

Katie Anne:  Well, since you tie them, I fink I'll call them tires.  I fink they should be tires since you tie them.

Me: (finally getting the whole point of calling them tires) Ahhh... Okay, doll baby.  Call them tires, then.

:)

I just love to hear her explain those little connections that are firing off in her brain as she learns more and more vocabulary!  I like to watch a new brain at work, storing and sorting and making sense of all this information that she's processing.  We're building schema over here, people!

Funny, Funny, Funny

I'm way behind on my scrapbooking, so I'm using the blog as a sort of short-cut documenting tool to remember things until I get around to scrapping them. Here are some funny recent Katie Anne stories...

Funny story #1: A few weeks ago, when we were eating dinner, Katie Anne was ready to be excused from the table. She wanted to go play a game that had mistakenly come up in conversation the minute we sat down, and she just couldn't get the idea out of her head. She hadn't eaten any of her food, so we told her she could get down if she ate a bite or two of each thing on her plate. She she, "I not want a bite of all these fings (aka things)." So, we offered her the option of eating all of one thing on her plate (she had peas, corn, and Hamburger Helper Beef Stroganoff). She said, "Okay, I eat my corn." So, Saunders and I started to clear the table, and I noticed her clearing out the "corn section" of her plate. She was busily stuffing the corn into the Hamburger Helper and under the peas with her spoon. I drew Saunders's attention to it, and he started cracking up. We could not believe that she had the thought of being so covert all on her own at barely two years old, and I thought surely she did not know what she was doing... wrong!

Suddenly, she called out, "I eat all my corn! Mmmm... all gone! It in my tummy!"
I replied, "Really? You ate it all?"
She answers, "Yep. It in my tummy! (rubs her tummy) It was soooo good!"
I said, "Well then, what's that?" (pointing to the corn in the Hamburger Helper)
Katie Anne says, incredulously, "Mommy, that not corn - that beef!"
I said, "What about this one?" (pointing to the corn in the peas)
Katie Anne answers, "Mommy, that not corn - that peas!"

By this point, Saunders is busting out laughing and trying to hide it behind his hand... I told him, "I don't think we should laugh at what is actually a lie," even though it was totally hilarious.

So, I asked her, "Katie Anne, did you really eat your corn? Is that the truth or a lie?"
She answered so honestly, "That is a lie. I push my corn in there. I not really eat it."

Old enough to know better, but still too young to care ...


Funny Story #2: Yesterday, on the way to our free movie showing of Horton Hears a Who (she was entranced by the little unidentified yellow animal character named Katie, by the way), Katie Anne was eating raisins. All of a sudden, she calls out from the back seat, "Oh no, Mommy! I stick raisin in my nose!" Her face looked totally shocked.

I shrieked, "What?! You did what?!" and immediately pull the car over into the nearest gas station, jump out, and run around to her side to try and get the raisin out before it turns into an emergency room visit.

When I opened her door, she was busting out laughing. She said, "Mommy, I just jokin' wif you! I not really put raisins in my nose!" And she made her little close-eyed, crinkly nosed yuck face.

The humor of a two-year-old!


Funny Story #3: More of a quote really... tonight at dinner, when we were ordering, she looks right at the waitress and says, "Excuse me, I has a question."

The waitress says, "Um, okay."

I say to Katie Anne, "What kind of question?"

She answers with a very serious expression on her face, "A baby question." Then, she busts out laughing like that's the funniest gag ever pulled on a server!

Crazy little person!


Funny Story #4: This actually happened earlier this week, but I'm putting it last because it just goes to show what she thinks about herself. Let's just say she fully believes in her momma's favorite line in college after a few too many beverages: "I love myself!"

While we were walking around the block with the dogs one evening after dinner, Katie Anne said, "I so funny. I make people laugh."

I asked her, "What do you do to make people laugh?"

She answered, "I tell great jokes."



I could tell many funny stories of things she says and does daily, but I just want to make sure these are some I don't forget!

Katie Anne's Ideas about Rain

This morning on the way to her new school, Katie Anne and I discussed the rain ...

Me: "Well, Katie Anne, it looks like rain. Do you see those dark clouds?"

KA: "My see those clouds, Mommy. They black. They gray."

Me: "Maybe it will rain today."

KA: "Maybe it rain. Maybe it be pink."

Me: "Maybe the rain will be pink?"

KA: "Maybe the rain be pink. It not be purple - rain not purple, but rain maybe pink."

Me: "Maybe it will be pink. We'll have to see."

KA: "We see. We see rain later."

:)

Funny Things to Say - The KA Way

I've always loved the "Lily-isms" on my friend Vanessa's blog, and I thought, with all the crazy things Katie Anne is saying now, that it is time for me to add my own little section. So, that's now over on the sidebar on the right.

In honor of Lily being the inspiration, I put one KA quote about Lily. This morning, I asked Katie Anne about her party to see what she remembered. I said, "What did you have at your birthday party?" I was thinking she'd say balloons or cake or presents. She responded, "My has cake, cannels (candles), and Lily." So sweet!

The other quotes for right now are about her grandfathers...

On Friday night, my parents and Saunders's mom came over to help get ready for the party, and Doc was playing the sax at Waterstone Grill. Katie Anne immediately asked where he was, and when VJ told her, she said very firmly, "Doc, go play that music! You go!" just like she'd commanded him to do so. She kept saying it all evening long.

Whenever we read Brown Bear, Brown Bear, she loves to ask which kids on the next-to-last page are boys and which are girls. (Trust me, it is hard to tell.) A few weeks ago, she started asking me, "What color that boy? What color that girl?" because they have very unusual, brightly colored skin. I told her that one boy was yellow, one girl was pink, one boy was teal, one girl was khaki, one boy was brown... and she said, "Oh, my Granddad is brown boy. My Granddad is brown." I didn't think much of it because my dad is always really tan. Then, several days later, we walked past an African-American man in the parking lot at her daycare. Katie Anne promptly pointed her little finger at him and yelled out, "Mommy, that boy brown! That boy brown! That boy brown like my Granddad!" Then, as we passed him, she looked him straight in the eye and said, "My Granddad is brown boy." I said, "Please excuse her," and he said, "Oh, that's no problem. My Granddad is a brown boy, too!" Of course, that guy gave me the once over, and I'm sure he thought that I must favor my mom. :) Every time we see him picking up his preschooler in the afternoons, he gives KA a big grin, so I don't think he was offended at all, but still ... How do you talk to a toddler about tact?