I was getting Olivia naked for her bath this evening and when I got to her diaper Olivia said "potty". Now, this is the 2nd time in 3 days that she has said this. Last time, I was running late for work and I think she was rushed, because there was no potty when we got done. Anyway, I happily obliged and stuck her on her kid toilet. After about a minute, Olivia got up, so I asked her if she was done. She said no and sat back down for a about another minute. She then hoped into the tub and took her bath. About 10 minutes had passed, Chuck was in Olivia's room drying her off and I was back in the bathroom getting a washcloth when I happened to look down only to find that Olivia's potty was wet inside. I ran back into her room and said "Olivia, did you potty in the toilet"? (Like she knows what toliet means). She looked dead at me and said "yeah". So I again said "you pottied in your potty"? And she again looked at me and said "yeah". Of course, I didn't believe her, so I took a piece of toilet paper and dabbed at it. Low and behold it came back yellow! I felt bad that I didn't realize it right when she did it, so I could have praised her at the time. However, because I have a genius child, she still got the drift and knew what I was talking about.
Don't remember if I mentioned this in a previous blog, but Olivia is now into calling her beloved father "Chuck". He hates it and it cracks me up. Aunt Stacy was trying to teach her to call him Chuckage this evening and Olivia even said it a few times.
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Oh ivia
So, I realized that I do not blog nearly as much as I used to. Because of this oversight, I have also realized that I did not share one of Olivia's funnier moments this summer (at least I don't think I did - if I did, too bad, read it again).
So whenever Chuck farts or Olivia farts (I don't fart) Chuck will say "Daddy's a tooty pants" or "Livy's a tooty pants". Well, one fine Sunday morning Olivia was sitting on my lap and we were watching Clubhouse Mickey, which Olivia calls "Hot dog" (they do the hot dog dance and sing the hot dog song at the end of each episode) and she farted. I looked at her and said "Livy tooty pants. Did you fart"? Olivia looked up at me shook her head and said "No. Daddy do it". Chuck was asleep in the bedroom.....
The other day I wore a new necklace and I picked Oliva up to tell her goodbye. She touched my necklace, smiled at me and said "pretty". Add that to the ever growing list of words (now past 60).
For those of you who do not know, there is a set of children's books entitled Olivia. They are about the adventures of a pig named Olivia. A couple of months ago we saw a stuffed Olivia pig at Baby Gap and of course I bought it. Olivia loved that pig for about 3 minutes and then she hasn't seen it since, as it was thrown into her toy box. Well, the other day she happened to find Olivia the Pig in her toy box. She picked it up, looked at it, looked at me, looked back at the pig and said "Oh ivia". I was shocked. I have been trying to get her to say Livy forever with no success. Well, I jumped at the opportunity and asked her if that was her name and she proudly said "yeah". Now whenever I ask Olivia what her name is, she says "Oh ivia". In fact, this morning at the breakfast table she was singing "Oh ivia, Oh ivia, Oh ivia" repeatedly.
We are currently working on the word grandma. She has Papa down, no problem. We finally decided to just call Grandma, "G". However, the other day we switched things up a bit and decided on "Grr Ma" (we were trying to sound out grandma).
So whenever Chuck farts or Olivia farts (I don't fart) Chuck will say "Daddy's a tooty pants" or "Livy's a tooty pants". Well, one fine Sunday morning Olivia was sitting on my lap and we were watching Clubhouse Mickey, which Olivia calls "Hot dog" (they do the hot dog dance and sing the hot dog song at the end of each episode) and she farted. I looked at her and said "Livy tooty pants. Did you fart"? Olivia looked up at me shook her head and said "No. Daddy do it". Chuck was asleep in the bedroom.....
The other day I wore a new necklace and I picked Oliva up to tell her goodbye. She touched my necklace, smiled at me and said "pretty". Add that to the ever growing list of words (now past 60).
For those of you who do not know, there is a set of children's books entitled Olivia. They are about the adventures of a pig named Olivia. A couple of months ago we saw a stuffed Olivia pig at Baby Gap and of course I bought it. Olivia loved that pig for about 3 minutes and then she hasn't seen it since, as it was thrown into her toy box. Well, the other day she happened to find Olivia the Pig in her toy box. She picked it up, looked at it, looked at me, looked back at the pig and said "Oh ivia". I was shocked. I have been trying to get her to say Livy forever with no success. Well, I jumped at the opportunity and asked her if that was her name and she proudly said "yeah". Now whenever I ask Olivia what her name is, she says "Oh ivia". In fact, this morning at the breakfast table she was singing "Oh ivia, Oh ivia, Oh ivia" repeatedly.
We are currently working on the word grandma. She has Papa down, no problem. We finally decided to just call Grandma, "G". However, the other day we switched things up a bit and decided on "Grr Ma" (we were trying to sound out grandma).
Monday, August 3, 2009
POW!
Olivia now "pounds it" and blows it up at the end. It's awesome. She enjoys it so much that she even gets a little cranky when you tell her all done. We must give props to Aunt Stacy who started this back in the day when Olivia just sort of looked at her like she was a lunatic (*Note, Olivia is a good judge of character even at this age). Olivia also gives the thumbs up sign, taught to her by Pop Pop Mackin.
I was reading a piece of literature (needed to throw in a word that made me sound smart and sophisticated)that we received at the pediatricians last week. It said that at this age (18 months) a child should be able to say 15-20 words other than mama and dada. This prompted me to write down all the words that Olivia says. The list continues to grow as I have forgotten some and then remember them as she says them again. Anyway, we are up to about 52 words that she says on a regular basis. Add to her list of vocabulary "dang it" now as well. Hey, it's better than "shit".
We spent the weekend at Nana and Grandpa B's house with Chuck's sister and her kids this weekend. We had a wonderful weekend and Olivia did a great job. She had a few conversations with Nana B (literally nothing no one could understand but the two of them)and loved hanging out with her big cousins even though she see's them everyday at Kim's house.
A note from Olivia:
dd
k8;kop9j999m;/////////////m,.u8mmukhj
o,gyhynhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhioj
I was reading a piece of literature (needed to throw in a word that made me sound smart and sophisticated)that we received at the pediatricians last week. It said that at this age (18 months) a child should be able to say 15-20 words other than mama and dada. This prompted me to write down all the words that Olivia says. The list continues to grow as I have forgotten some and then remember them as she says them again. Anyway, we are up to about 52 words that she says on a regular basis. Add to her list of vocabulary "dang it" now as well. Hey, it's better than "shit".
We spent the weekend at Nana and Grandpa B's house with Chuck's sister and her kids this weekend. We had a wonderful weekend and Olivia did a great job. She had a few conversations with Nana B (literally nothing no one could understand but the two of them)and loved hanging out with her big cousins even though she see's them everyday at Kim's house.
A note from Olivia:
dd
k8;kop9j999m;/////////////m,.u8mmukhj
o,gyhynhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhioj
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