Mallory has mastered the art of the word "NO". When she first started saying "nononono" like all babies do it was cute. Now, not so much. She now screams "NO" at the top of her lungs and she is usually running away or smacking at you when she does it. Example 1: Last night...Joe tries to get her out of the tub and she smacks him and says "NO" Example 2: Bedtime...we go to get her to take her night night and she turns to run and says "NO" This and MINE are her 2 favorite words. Between this and her little temper that is starting to show her teenage years should rock.
Aunt Brelle, Emma and Evan came over Sat night to watch the kids while Joe and I went to his 20 year (yes 20) high school reunion. I am sure she had fun parading all 4 kids into my nasty basement when the storm came through. We can now add another "food" to Pierce''s mispronunciations...(Condo=Avocado, Epcot=Apricot) He informed me Sunday morning that Aunt Brelle had to take him into the basement because a "tomato" was coming. Thankfully we were able to let Aunt Brelle know prior to going into the basement of hell that there are a few items that Santa has already hidden down there and please try and avoid the back corner. That would have been fun to explain. Mallory has another tooth that has just popped through bringing her grand total to 7.
Mallory is going through a huge (and rather annoying) daddy phase right now. If Joe is home, he must be holding her, talking to her, or otherwise paying attention to her. This morning I sat though 10 minutes of hell while he DARED to take a shower. She cried the entire time. I finally took her into the bathroom and sat on the toilet seat thinking if she could see him in the shower she would be fine. Not so much. When he gets out of the shower she stops crying and says "Hi". Then he had the audacity to SHAVE instead of holding her. Dramatic wailing ensues once more. When he finally picks her up all is well in her world again. Fast forward a few minutes...I try to take her from him so that he can finish getting dressed. And she smacks me. Good times.
Mallory had her 15 month checkup yesterday and as ususal she screamed through the whole thing. She is terrified of the Dr. The peanut has not even hit 20 lbs yet even though she eats like a pig! She got one shot and then as the Dr was leaving the room (she was still screaming) Joe tells her to say "bye bye". While screaming, she raises her hand, waves and yells "BUH BYE" through her cries. How funny. Today Pierce has hat day at school. He has 2 baseball hats. One that is size 18-24 months that barely fits, and the other a brand new OSU one that does. For some reason he was hell bent on wearing the small one and he told me about 10 times that it DOES fit. Joe and I kept telling him that it did not fit and that he should wear the OSU one but he was not having it. So I took the hat and showed him the inside. There are 2 tags on the inside..one is the size tag that says 18-24 months and the other is a tag that says to cut off before wearing or washing (which I must have forgotten to do) So I show him the size tag and I say "see Pierce...this tag says this hat is for a 2 year old. You are not 2 anymore are you?" He tells me..."See this tag (points to the other one) it says IT FITS" He promptly took the hat away from me and shoved it back on his head. Joe and I just looked at each other. Needless to say...he wore the small hat to school.
So here is how our morning went-We got to sleep in about 20 minutes later then normal because Joe did not have to get ready this morning. He had a fitness test at work so it was a "get up and go" morning. It was storming just a little outside and it was all relaxing and quiet. I finally got up to get in the shower. Then all hell broke loose. Thunder finally woke Pierce up who came flying into the bathroom freaking out that "Jesus is making all that noise and turning the lights on and off in Heaven" which is what we have told him thunder and lightning is. Despite the fact that it is Jesus making all this noise it still scares the crap out of him. Wait for it...it now gets more fun. His barreling into the bathroom wakes Mallory up who as usual starts to scream like someone has set her on fire. Remember...no grace period to allow for 30 seconds to get into her room an get her...she wants immediate release from her jail cell. Joe goes in and gets her, Pierce follows. 2 seconds later Pierce is BACK in the bathroom telling me that Mallory has thrown up all over herself and her crib. Excellent. Not only did she throw up in her sleep, she did not wake up therefore it is all dried up. She almost made her mama proud until I remembered she is not a college girl just yet. She seemed fine even though she had dried up dinner in her hair so like the good parents we are we bathed her and sent her off to school. In spite of all this drama I still managed to make it to work only 5 minutes late Dunkin Donuts iced coffee and all. I am super mom, lucky to be married to super dad.
We had a very busy weekend! Saturday Joe, the kids and I headed up to Cleveland to vist some friends. Most of you know my yard sucks so anytime my kids get to spend all playing in a nice big yard gets 2 thumbs up from me. Pierce spent the day playing with Owen, Lauren and Ethan (pics in the August album) who are the kids of my friends. Mallory spent the day eating sand out of Owen''s sand table. The kids were very cute together and by the end of the day Pierce added a THIRD girlfriend to his "harem" when he asked Lauren to be his girlfriend and she said yes. Except she is also Owen''s girlfriend. Oops. Despite the fact that the kids played for 6 straight hours and did not go to bed until around 9 they still blessed us with a 5AM wakeup on Sunday. It never fails to amaze Joe and I that most weekends they are up by 5 yet on weekdays we have to wake them up. Sunday was spent with more friends and then Sunday evening Pierce and I went swimming at the Y! The weekends are more of a challenge for us where "ba bas" are concerned. She does really well with only one bottle at night time during the week but she did get one during the day yesterday. It is hard to deny her when she is standing at the baby gate screaming for one and pointing at the fridge. Apparently milk tastes MUCH better in a bottle then in a sippy cup. This morning she actually pushed my hand away when I tried to give her the cup, looked at me and said BA BA" Demanding much?
Pierce and Mallory (and Joe and I) want to wish Aunt Gina and Great Aunt Debbie a happy birthday today!!! A few kid funnies for your day...I picked Pierce up from school yesterday and was informed by his teacher that his little friend Olivia (girlfriend #2)must only be referred to as Cinderella. Man does this kid know how to work it or what? Ms. Stephanie tells me that he calls Olivia Cinderella just like that is her real name whether it be at lunch, storytime or whatever. I guess they also go to the ball every now and then as well. Mallory....well she is shaping up to be some serious drama (I know what you are all thinking). This morning while I was getting Pierce dressed for school she decided this was her chance to make a run for it...I am not sure if she was headed to the dog bowl or the stairs but it was one of them. The second she gets to the point where there should have been a baby gate I said (In a very normal voice) "Mallory....." She immediately hits the floor face down and cries like I just beat her. Dra-MUH I tell you. She did this last night too but I thought maybe she was just tired or something. Apparently she just does not like to be told where she can and cannot go.
This is a story that I hope haunts Pierce at all of the big events in his life....graduation, wedding, ect. Over the weekend my mom was telling him that he had a great brain in his head because he is so smart. She told him Jesus gave him a great brain. Fast forward a few hours...she is telling him again what a great brain he has....and asks him to tell my aunt where is brain is. He looks at my aunt and says..."In my pickle" Yes, even at the ripe age of 3 and a half...he knows the truth. He really does have a great brain.
Pierce and I got home last night from camping with my parents. He had a great time at the camp ground. This place was huge! An indoor pool and also a huge lake with a beach area. There were slides that went into a shallow area for the kids and also a slide that was out in deeper water that he went down and had to be caught at the bottom. There was also an area that had dives, another really big slide and a zip line that went over the water. Pierce got to ride in a paddle boat, and help my mom drive the golf cart. The little girl in the pictures (that I have not downloaded yet) is my cousin''s little girl Autumn...Pierce loves her and had so much fun playing with her. Of course he talked the ears off of my aunt and uncle that were also there. Joe stayed home with the Princess and had a few dates with her. She is walking all over the place now and pretty much thinks that she is hot stuff because of it.
Pierce and I are going camping with my parents this weekend in their camper. Pierce says that it is "maw maw''s camper" not paw paw''s. We will not tell paw paw that. Last night was the 2nd night in a row that he slept UNDER his bed in the "club house" area on his little pull out Dora couch. He closes the curtains on it and goes to sleep.
Mallory now thinks that the proper way to say "bye bye" is "bye bye dada". It does not matter if she is saying bye to me, Joe, or the lady behind the desk at school.
I know that I am really bad about going into Newark where my family is (okay, just outside of Newark but it is easier to just say Newark). This also means that I don''t see my grandparents nearly as much as I should which is awful because they just love being with the kids not to mention the fact that they are the only grandparents I have left. Apparently the other day my cousin (I am SO calling you out Jamie) took my nephew Levi to visit them and he was just too cute as usual. The end result....they took Mallory''s picture out of a frame and put Levi''s in. Time to make a trip to Newark.