Slippers

It's impossible for Lorelei to wear a new item of clothing without her asking for me to take her picture. Here she is, absolutely loving the reindeer slippers that Nana & Papa got for her.

Deep Thoughts

On observations:
This conversation between Lorelei and Ashton occured on January 31st.
L: (looking around) Where's the Christmas tree?
A: We threw it out.
L: Awww. I miss my big Christmas tree.

On size:
Chadd made a comment on how big Lorelei was getting and she said, "No, I'm a little girl." I said, "You're a little cute." She replied, "No. I'm big cute."

Lorelei can throw some pretty huge fits for such a tiny creature. Most of the time I have no idea what the fit is even about. But I have to give her credit. When she gets too upset and has no idea what to do with herself, she goes to her room and crawls up into her chair. That's what happened here. She was super upset about who knows what (sometimes I think that she doesnt' even know what she's upset about) and ran screaming to her room. I peeked in on her to see that she was ok and I went back to making dinner. It got quiet pretty quick so I went back up to check on her and she was out. She got her paci's out of her bed and rocked herself to sleep. I had to take these pictures because when she's sleeping, she doesn't look at all like the fire-spitting demon that first crawled up into the chair. Do I dare say that she actually looks angelic? Maybe I wouldn't go that far...

It's Electric!

Even a perfect haircut is no match for the almighty powers of static electricity. Ashton thinks this is a pretty hilarious phenomenon.

Just Call Me Bob

Lorelei finally reached a point where she had enough hair for a real haircut. It was time for the mullet to leave for good. We headed over to see Miss. Bridget and to find out what kind of miracle she could perform on my poor baby's head. I had no idea how Lorelei would react, she can be quite stubborn. However, she was an absolute angel! She sat very straight and still and studied every move Bridget made. She was really fascinated by the whole experience.

Here's the first cut:

She's generally afraid of the noise of hair dryers, but not today. There is no fear in the face of beauty:

A masterpiece! She likes to tell people, "I got a haicut. It's a bob."

The before and after:

Morning Time Ninja

Once again, Lorelei is up to mischief that Ashton never got into. The other day she got in big trouble. She was yelling at me, she was hitting me, she was a furious storm. So I put her in a big time out in her crib. She wanted her baby but I told her that she does not get anything in her bed when she needs to take a time out.

I'm standing in the hall when Connor comes up the stairs to ask what Lorelei did. While I was telling him that Lorelei was making bad decisions, who comes walking up behind Connor? Lorelei. She's strutting towards us like she's king of the forest, holding the baby I told she couldn't have and grinning like an evil villain straight out of a Disney movie. Oh, goody.

Three days later, I go into her room and wake her up. She's not yet ready to get out of bed, so I told her that I would go get her some clothes and then come back to get her. Her load of clean laundry was in my room, so I walked across the hall, started pulling clothes out of her basket, when I notice a small person standing next to me. She looks up at me and says, "I get out myself." I try to explain how mommy wants to help her out of her bed so that she doesn't fall and get hurt, but I can tell that I'm already losing the battle.

Again this morning she gets out of her bed. Ashton was in her room with her and yells, "Mom, she got out of her bed!" I go running up the stairs and she is already standing at the top. She says, "I do it myself." And let me explain how she talks. It's not, "I do it myself." It's said with 100% attitude. More like, "I do it my say-elf." I can only describe it like this: she's part Flint.

Even though I know it's encouraging her, I have to know how she does it. She's no bigger than a house cat, so how is she doing it? Plus, I wanted to take pictures. She's just as flexible and graceful as a cat and lands silently. I put her back in her crib and ask her to show me how she does it. She reenacts it as she describes the play-by-play:

"I put my foot like that...

...and then I slide down."

I've Got a Question

I just walked into the kitchen, where the children were eating breakfast. Lorelei looked at me and asked, "Are you a butt crack?" Oh the joy of the second child. They learn all sorts of wonderful things from the older (and wiser?) sibling.