Our day just isn't complete without a little bit of attitude thrown our way by this little girl. I should have realized this was coming when I wrote my first blog about Gracie's attitude... and she was barely 1 years old. I remember thinking... "this is just a phase." Nuh-uh!! That attitude is bred right into her, and I think she gets it from her mama! :)
Gracie isn't all attitude, though... she's got a nice mix of sweet and gentle in there too. She is the kindest sister I could ever imagine (other than mine of course, who never practiced karate on me, convinced me to fall backwards off the kitchen counter onto the floor after a promise to catch me, had to be told to "only hit with open hands, your fists will hurt them," or anything else like that!!), and is so sweet to Ella it makes me smile just thinking about it.
Every morning when she wakes up, I go into her room to get her out of bed. Lately she's been waking up crying, but it doesn't matter because the minute I open that door, she jumps up, stands at the edge of the crib with her bear in one hand and her doll in the other and says "Morning mommy!" with the brightest, happiest voice! I go over and ask her if she's ready to get up, and she says yes... but she can't get out of bed until you've kissed and hugged every single animal that she's leaving behind in her bed and she lines them up or tucks them into the blanket. As soon as I pick her up, she always asks, "I see my daddy, mommy?" and then "Is Ella sleeping, mommy?" When it's time to wake Ella up in the morning, it's everything I can do to get her to whisper down the hall because she is so excited to finally be able to see her sister for the day. She usually ends up so excited that she presses her face against the bars of the crib and she screams "Morning Ella! How you doin'?" before Ella's actually fully awake and scares the bejeezus right out of her! :) One day, Ella will appreciate how sweet those morning wake up calls are!
Gracie has quite the vocabulary. She knows lots of words (including a few *ahem* unsavoury ones!), and she uses them... all day. The girl never stops talking, unless faced with people she doesn't know, in which case she will only stare at the floor and say "no" when they try to talk to her. She picks up expressions from everywhere and everyone, and they quickly become part of her everyday vocabulary. Her newest one is "aye aye aye," like a little Mexican! :) She also likes "oh my, oh my" and "what's that noise?"
We are in the midst of potty training Gracie, and after having a fairly impressive poop in her diaper last week, she said to Danny, "Oh my, oh my! Big one in there, daddy! Aye, aye, aye!"
She's also very concerned about noises lately, and any unfamiliar noises will scare her. We must hear at least 30 times a day, "What's that noise, mommy?" "What's that noise, daddy?" and she usually ends up stopping dead wherever she is and covering her face with her hands. I really hope this is a phase she outgrows, because most of the time I don't hear anything, and she gets so scared I'm half convinced she hears dead people talking to her... which really creeps me out! :)
The newest phrase she's picked is "mine." As in, "mine toys mommy!" She's usually not too nasty about it, she's just informing you that whatever you have in your hands actually belongs to her. She doesn't mind sharing though! She can get quite upset when you take things that belong to her though. Every morning we come upstairs and when she sees that the table has been cleared off from the night before, she gets quite agitated: "Where'd mine supper go mommy?" I think this has more to do with her obsession with eating than with not wanting to share her things. One thing she is quite possessive off is Ella. Apparently when they discuss Ella at daycare, Gracie is sure to tell everyone "that's mine Ella! Mine!" And when we bring Ella with us to pick her up from daycare and all the kids gather around the carseat to have a look at her, Gracie comes over and puts one arm around the carseat and introduces her to everyone very proudly, "This is mine Ella. How you doin' Ella?" Oh, if only that would last! :)
When the attitude does come out, Danny is able to stop it pretty darn quick. Me... not so much. It's not that I don't do the exact same things Danny does... I just think his stern voice is much scarier than mine and gets her attention much quicker. She tells me no a lot. A LOT!!! Actually, she yells it at me. "NO, MOMMY!!" and because that's not an acceptable way to speak to your parents, we always correct her. So the next time, she raises her voice 3 octaves and sings it, "No, mommy!!" as if using her "happy voice" will make it okay. I try to not to laugh at her then, because at least she's trying! :)
Every night at bedtime, Gracie has her pee on the potty, gets into her jammies, and we read a couple books. Then she turns out the light, and we go to the window to say goodnight to everything outside "Goodnight cars. Goodnight flowers. Goodnight birds. Goodnight grass. Goodnight sun. Goodnight doggies next door." Then its hugs and kisses, and into bed she goes. We line up the right amount of animals and dolls, throw on 2 blankets, and say goodnight. When we get to the door, we have to stop, say "Goodnight Gracie. Love you." to which she responds, "Night Mommy. Uvv you. Muwaaaah. Night Dadd. Uvvv you. Muwaaaaah. Night Ella. Uvv you. Muwaaaah." Then we go back upstairs to continue our night, but I always turn the baby monitor up to listen to her fall asleep... sometimes she just keeps repeating her goodnight message until she passes out cold, but most nights it's "twinkle, twinkle, twinkle star. Ow I wonna what you arrrrre. Uppa bovva word so hiiiiiigh. Yika dima inna sky. Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle star. Ow I wonna what you arrrrre."
*Sigh* I do love that little girl!! :)
The newest phrase she's picked is "mine." As in, "mine toys mommy!" She's usually not too nasty about it, she's just informing you that whatever you have in your hands actually belongs to her. She doesn't mind sharing though! She can get quite upset when you take things that belong to her though. Every morning we come upstairs and when she sees that the table has been cleared off from the night before, she gets quite agitated: "Where'd mine supper go mommy?" I think this has more to do with her obsession with eating than with not wanting to share her things. One thing she is quite possessive off is Ella. Apparently when they discuss Ella at daycare, Gracie is sure to tell everyone "that's mine Ella! Mine!" And when we bring Ella with us to pick her up from daycare and all the kids gather around the carseat to have a look at her, Gracie comes over and puts one arm around the carseat and introduces her to everyone very proudly, "This is mine Ella. How you doin' Ella?" Oh, if only that would last! :)
When the attitude does come out, Danny is able to stop it pretty darn quick. Me... not so much. It's not that I don't do the exact same things Danny does... I just think his stern voice is much scarier than mine and gets her attention much quicker. She tells me no a lot. A LOT!!! Actually, she yells it at me. "NO, MOMMY!!" and because that's not an acceptable way to speak to your parents, we always correct her. So the next time, she raises her voice 3 octaves and sings it, "No, mommy!!" as if using her "happy voice" will make it okay. I try to not to laugh at her then, because at least she's trying! :)
Every night at bedtime, Gracie has her pee on the potty, gets into her jammies, and we read a couple books. Then she turns out the light, and we go to the window to say goodnight to everything outside "Goodnight cars. Goodnight flowers. Goodnight birds. Goodnight grass. Goodnight sun. Goodnight doggies next door." Then its hugs and kisses, and into bed she goes. We line up the right amount of animals and dolls, throw on 2 blankets, and say goodnight. When we get to the door, we have to stop, say "Goodnight Gracie. Love you." to which she responds, "Night Mommy. Uvv you. Muwaaaah. Night Dadd. Uvvv you. Muwaaaaah. Night Ella. Uvv you. Muwaaaah." Then we go back upstairs to continue our night, but I always turn the baby monitor up to listen to her fall asleep... sometimes she just keeps repeating her goodnight message until she passes out cold, but most nights it's "twinkle, twinkle, twinkle star. Ow I wonna what you arrrrre. Uppa bovva word so hiiiiiigh. Yika dima inna sky. Twinkle, twinkle, twinkle star. Ow I wonna what you arrrrre."
*Sigh* I do love that little girl!! :)
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