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Grae-nado.

Unfortunately, we have not quite recovered from when we veered off the path of consistent naps yet…  Gracen is such a routine little thing, that sometimes it’s difficult to get back on track after falling off.  As of now, she goes down for a nap after lunch as usual, she lays in the dark singing and chatting to herself for a good long while, and when she doesn’t fall asleep, I part her curtains just a little to let in some light, and she has some quiet play time alone in her barely-lit room.  Down time we both need.  

Besides the fact that she truly does still need her nap and our afternoon is tough without out it, the following morning we are guaranteed to have an extra early wake up (we’re talking somewhere in the 5 a.m. range).  This kid is proof to the fact that good day time sleep equals good nighttime sleep, let me tell you.  Then of course, she’s tired the next morning, nap time is extra tough that day, and the cycle continues.  Viciously.  Ugh.

Oh, and on top of that?  Quiet play time equals this:  

IMG 9201A Grae-nado as we call it.  

Here’s hoping for a return of naps, ASAP.

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I Spy…

IMG 7773One of Miss G’s favourite things ever is visiting Papa at school.  We went to pick him up from work tonight, and after playing in the woods for a while, Grae and Bradley took ‘the secret way’ out.  Up on the regular path, I spied this.  

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Ugh.

Parenting fail of the day…

Grae comes back from the kitchen where she was changing her clothes (she’s all about having “privacy” these days) and says, “I had some of my milk!”  We’d stopped by a coffee shop earlier and she still had some of her steamed milk left when we arrived back to the apartment, but I knew it had been put in the fridge.  What hadn’t been put into the fridge though?  My leftover skim latte that was in the exact same kind of cup.  Ugh.

At 2 and half, the girl hasn’t had sugar or fast food and eats very few things that are processed, but she’s had her first swig of coffee.  Super. 

Just Like Papa

IMG 6410This morning I was beckoned by the usual “Mama, Mama – bum wiiiipe!” call from the bathroom, and arrived to find this.  My little lady, perched up on the toilet, sporting self-drawn Papa eyebrows just as I had drawn on her yesterday during our face painting station fun.  Hah!

Never a dull moment!

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En Francais

We’re riding the Canada Line, and a man wearing a baseball cap gets on…

Gracen: (loudly) Dat man wearing red hat, Mama.  (now shouting) Bon chapeau, Man!

We can thank her Papa for this one…

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Never EVER.

Miss G has been a fan of Taylor Swift’s ‘We Are Never Ever Getting Back Together‘ for a long while now, but just recently she’s taken her sing-a-longs to a whole new level.  If you’ve ever seen the video, you know that it starts and ends with Taylor sitting in front of a window and for part of it, she talks into an old-school cordless phone.

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Well now, when this little monkey wants to sing one of her very favourite tunes, she must be standing looking out a window, and she must have her ‘never ever phone’ in hand.

Singing Window Front

Here she is singing away…

Perhaps we have a little musician in the making?

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Baby Chef

IMG 1488This morning Grae and I woke up and decided on pancakes for breakfast.  We were just about to gather our ingredients as the phone rang.  As I snuck in a very quick conversation with my sister-in-law, Miss G got started without me apparently…  Anyone up for cornmeal-cocoa-double-salt-tomato pancakes?

You don’t want to know how much salt was already poured into the bowl…

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Supergirl Goes to the Park

Today Gracen woke up and wanted me to tie a receiving blanket around her neck.  Of course, Baby couldn’t be left out of the fun, so a small snuggly tied around her neck it was.  I’m not sure what inspired this (maybe the graphic novels Papa’s been reading her while we all snuggle in bed in the mornings?), but today I spent my day with two mini superheroes.  And there was no convincing either of them that capes are ‘at home things’ either… So off to the park we went, me and my two Supergirls.  

I must admit, I’ve seen little girls dressed in princess costumes {and those “dancer”-esque clear plastic heels} at the grocery store and thought to myself ‘My kids won’t where dress-up clothes while out in public‘, but there I was at the park, with not one, but two in costume.  I’m sure some of the other parents and nannies thought we were nuts.  But then again, maybe they know just what it’s like… 

Miss G did take her cape off while on the climbing apparatus and slides (safety first!), but you bet your bottom dollar she put it right back on again afterwards.

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Monkey Business

Tonight, while preparing dinner, Gracen came into the kitchen and asked for apple treats (dried apple pear slices from our backyard tree) as a snack. Dinner was still a ways off, so I agreed and she retrieved the large ziploc bag of them from the cupboard.  Now normally, I would take a few out and put them in a bowl for her, but since I was elbow deep in raw chicken (ew – the one thing I detest about cooking), I let her walk out with the entire bag.  The house was quiet afterwards, and presumably my Little Miss had gone back to reading, this time while enjoying some dried fruit.  I continued about my dinner making and a few more minutes later, Grae came into the kitchen, opened the garbage can, and placed the empty large ziploc bag inside and announced, “All done!”  I was about to applaud her for remembering to put her garbage away, and then it hit me… It was a big bag filled with a massive amount of dried apples. There was no way  she had polished them off in one sitting.  So where were they then?  Upon asking, she broke out into a fit of giggles and shouted “Clum!” (come).  I followed her to her bedroom to find this…

IMG 7954IMG 7951Doesn’t she look concerned about the mess she’s made?! Ya, right. After a little chat about dumping food all over the floors, we agreed that we needed to get a bag so that she could pick them all up.  

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IMG 7961I left her in her room, with her bag and apple-covered carpet sneaking peeks {and photos} from the doorway every now and then.  And you know what? The little monkey picked every single last apple up without any help or reminding.

Problem solved, I went back to my cooking and she went back to her playing…

Until I went to talk to her a few minutes later and couldn’t find her, that is.  As a last resort, I opened our bedroom door, and guess who I found…  

IMG 7963The little monkey back at it!  She had opened our bedroom door (this is new – up until now, she just respected the fact that a door was closed and continued about her merry way), closed it behind her, climbed up onto our bed, and made herself comfy with Papa’s iPad.  Goodness gracious!

Not to mention the fact that our day started out with her creating this smashing outfit for herself (pajama shirt, tights, sparkly shoes, and a swim hat at the time) and  her announcing that she was ready to go for a bike ride.

Oh, and I can’t forget the fact that the day’s been littered with “buzz off’s”, a choice phrase that sounds strangely like her Grandma Charlotte, due to a fly being in the house.

Oh, the monkey business!

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