Category: monkey antics

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A Match Made in Heaven (or the allergists office)

We enjoyed a pool play date today with friends, and friends of friends. On of the little guys we were swimming with has food allergies that make MAM’s look easy (no small feat, mind you). We played so much that all the kids were willing not only get out of the pool for lunch, but to actually be seated and eat (again, no small feat).

MAM and her new friend sat next to each other, and noticed that his bread looked similar to hers. Here’s their conversation:

MAM: “You got rice bread?”
lil pal: “Yup.”
MAM: “I got rice bread. Mama, he got rice bread!! What you got on you rice bread?”
lil pal: “sunbutter and jelly”
MAM: “I got jelly. What you drink?”
lil pal: “Rice milk”
MAM:”I drink rice milk. Mama, he drink rice milk!”

She beamed at him like she’d found the comrade she’s been looking for and….ate.her.entire.lunch. (no small feat) This is a friend we will need to see again!

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‘Scuse me, while I kiss this guy…

You’ve seen that book right–the one that clarifies other wise unintelligible song lyrics?? I’ve got one to add to it:

“….Mary had a little lamb, who fleeced me in the snow….”

Turns out, there is also a website archiving and correcting misheard song lyrics. Enjoy!

(yes, this is it. It’s all I’ve got. Things are good. Things are busy. And I am Tired.)

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What’s a big sister to do??


Of course, everyone wants to know how MAM is adjusting. MAM has, to say the least, a very, um, strong personality. She is an absolute and precious joy–especially when she gets her own way. Otherwise? Sometimes it’s dicey.

So how’s she doing? She’s a trooper. She loves to hold her brother, help with the bottles, bring him diapers. She does have a knack for needing things as soon as I sit down to feed him, but you’ll have that.

A few days ago she put on her girlfriend’s shoes and said,”I CeCe!” and she spent the afternoon being called CeCe and CeCe was MAM. Last night, she declared, “I Baby A!” and she only answered to the name Baby A for the last two hours before bed. When I asked where MAM was, she said, “Sleeping in the crib” (where babe was sound asleep).

But today? We went for a walk around the block–babe in the sling, MAM on her bike. At the halfway point, she told me she was tired and wanted to be held. I told her that if I held her, I couldn’t carry her bike too–we’d have to leave her bike on the sidewalk. I told her she could push it or I could push it. She chose to push the bike all the way home. Such a trooper!!