Happy Birthday Arfanser!

Me to Arfanser: There is a surprize waiting for you at home.
Mster: Its a BOOKMARK!!
Me: No Mster, remember its a surprize.
Arfanser: Don't worry I didn't catch what she said.
Mster: A BOOKMARK DADDY!! A BOOKMARK!
Arfanser: Is she saying bookmark?
Me: Um, its a surprize.

Not that there is anything wrong with that.

Our library is about 800 square feet. I love it. Before, when a walk to the end of the block didn't cause me shocking pain I used to take Mster there 2-3 times a week. We'd take the stroller and I'd let her out once inside to pick out whatever 1 or 2 books she wanted (when you are going 3 times a week you don't need a strollerfull of books everytime). She would pick one out and hand it to me while I was searching for my own literary find(remember the library is only 800 sq. feet).

On our last trip Mster picked out a book of lego interpretation of Genesis. I try hard not to bias her choices and so even though it looked incredibly crazy I said okay.

I find the book hilarious on 2 counts.

1) Mster refers to it as the Adam and Steve book. This, I kidd you not. She mixes the words together and it comes out Adam and Steve. It cracks me up everytime.

2) How exactly to you explain pictures like this, this and this, to a 2 year old. I would also like to note if you are checking out his website that not all pictures on the website are in the book. I promise I'm still a good mother.

Not quite so hilarious is that Mster at first thought the "author" was Jesus. (sidenote: everytime you reload the page you get a different picture.

Jesus Hopping

(looking at a picture of Jesus with Mster)
Me: Mster, what did Jesus do?
Mster: hop
Mster: (hopping all over the room) hop. hop. hop.
Me: What are you doing?
Mster: Jesus hopping.

Thanks Mster

Lady at church: You have a big belly Mster.
Mster: NO, Mommy has a big belly.

Its only September

Yesterday Mster and I had a discussion about Christmas. She wanted to see some family members and I told her she had to wait until Christmas. I've been using that word a lot around here "wait till Christmas" so I decided I better explain what it was.

So, yesterday at dinner, I began to talk about Christmas. Needless to say Mster is very excited about Jesus' birthday. She was also excited that he would get to blow out birthday candles and have birthday hats. We had to have another discussion about the fact that Jesus would not physically be present for his birthday to which she ever so graciously informed me that she would help blow out the candles.

Its Raining!!!

Today Mster and I had playgroup at the greatest park ever built. Its gated. It has 2 different age specific parks. It has a water fountain. It has benches. It has lots of grass. It has shade. Its not a dark colour so the kids burn their legs going down the slide. Its the best.

While there it started to rain. Out came the umbrellas. We do not own an umbrella (much to Msters dismay. She LOVES umbrellas!) and so Mster was forced to scam some cover from a friend of ours while I stood nearby soaking. It was pretty fun.

After a few minutes we decided it wasn't going to stop and started heading to the car. At this point Mster found an umbrella and began to take cover. She continued to take cover inside the house.

Here is Mster's umbrella. Apparently it even has a button.

Popsicle Joke of the Day

What did the lawyer name his daughter?

Did she just say breast pump?

Mster walked up to me on the couch today and asked to see my stomach. (open your stomach) I did and she told me that baby brother had woken up and was hungry. Then she ran off to presumably get food. I was interested in what she was going to bring her brother. She brought him a breast pump.

Also...I asked Mster if she wanted to feel baby brother kick. She looked at me, looked at my stomach and started forcably telling him to not kick and that kicking was mean. Over and over again.

On a different note...

A friend of mine posted an interesting post about male childcare workers and I am interested in the opinions of those who read my blog.

Interested for 2 reasons:

1. Many of you have legal knowledge that might shed some light on the topic.

2. Many of you have opinions.

Countdown

In case anybody wants to know I have 7 weeks to the Svevent.

Repetition is so funny

Arfanser: I have a good wife.
Mster: I have a good wife too.

Can you get any lower?

Yesterday I caught Mster half out of her crib. She was straddling the edge and leaning more outside than in. A little scary although I do realize that every child has to figure out how to climb out of their crib at some point and every child probably did a header in the process.

But I am not ready for any head trauma injuries yet so after a botched attempt on my part to fix it alone yesterday (if by alone I mean having Mster crawling all over me with her own screwdriver "helping") Arfanser and I successfully lowered it to its final notch. This is it. She figures this out and its onto the toddler bed. While it would be nice to get the toddler bed out of the computer room, I am not ready to ditch the crib yet. I have some definate separation anxiety.