Don't laugh at me!

The things you say! We were watching Spongebob last night; it was the episode where he keeps ripping his pants. You looked at me & said very seriously, "It's OK because they're laughing WITH him, not AT him. Even though he's not laughing."

For the past couple weeks, you have been EXTRAORDINARILY sensitive to any laughing around you. If you do something adorable or say something hysterical and I laugh, you start to cry & say that we shouldn't laugh at you. We've tried explaining repeatedly that we aren't laughing at you, but it's just a sign of our happiness & joy when we are around you & you do something adorable. You aren't really buying into it, though, so we have to be on our guard.

Don't read to me, Jamie!!!

You & I were reading a story on the couch. Jamie came up & decided that he would read a different story to you, one that he was more excited about. As soon as he started to read, you slapped your hands over your ears, got really upset & yelled:

"Mama! Jamie's trying to read to me! It's making my ears CRY!"

I should've known what was coming...

You & I were laying on the couch reading stories. You were petting my hair as I read to you & holding your hand over my brow to protect me from the light, something you just always seemed to do. You looked so contemplative, like you were thinking to yourself rather than listening to the stories. I stopped reading, just watching your beautiful face as you thought. Then you spoke, "Mama, you are so pretty." I opened my mouth to tell you how sweet you were, then you finished your thought, "...but not as pretty as me..."

I cannot argue with that, my beautiful, amazing daughter!

What I'm going to be when I grow up....

You have slowly been forming a list of things that you want to be when you grow up. And you're not content just picking one of them, because you are a multi-tasker extraordinaire! The order here is only indicative of 1st idea to the latest idea; all are equally important to you!

Doctor

Animal Doctor

Ballerina

Princess

Mommy

Inventor

You are so adorable!

Oh Shhhhhhhh.........!!!!!

This incident happened about a year ago & will definitely go into both of your blogs! This is the first story I tell people when I want to demonstrate how ridiculously hilarious you both are.

Jamie & I were playing Trouble in the living room; Lola was somewhere else in the house playing. I managed to "pop" the right number in Trouble to win & Jamie shouted "Shit"! We'd been having trouble with him swearing so I told him that he'd have to go sit on the couch for a 5 minute timeout. He went, without really giving me any trouble at all about it. I just sat there on the floor waiting for the time to run out so we could play more, when Lola casually came in.

L: Why's Jamie on the couch?

M: He swore, so he had to have a timeout.

L: What did he say?

M: It doesn't matter.

L: Did he say "Shit"?

M: Lola!

L: Did he?

M: Yes. But don't you say it too!

L: Why does he say "Shit"?

M: Stop! He shouldn't say it & neither should you.

L: Doesn't he know "Shit" is a bad word?

M: Lola!

L: Why would he say "Shit", if he knows "Shit" is a bad word? He really shouldn't say "Shit", should he? I don't say "Shit" because I know that "Shit" is a bad word.....

At some point, I just sit there with my mouth agape, staring at my beloved 3 year old daughter who is streaming profanity. I don't even know what to do. It's hilarious, but I can't laugh. I finally glance over at Jamie to see him holding his fingers out like he is counting something; I figure he's just in his own world. Finally, Lola comes to an end for her "Shit" questions and before I can say anything, Jamie jumps up & says:

"Lola gets a 63 minute timeout, cause she said "Shit" 21 times."

Twinkle Twinkle Lola Belle

Tonight we were playing around with Jamie's new lap harp that he got for Christmas. I was trying in vain to get him to show me how to play Twinkle Twinkle Little Star on it, but apparently he is far too gifted musically to deal with those of us who are tone deaf! I was trying to pressure him into it by singing various improv versions of the Twinkle Song.

This version got the best response from you:

Twinkle Twinkle Lola Belle

You're so cute & cuddle-ee

With your blonde hair & blue eyes

You're so stinking adora-ble.

Twinkle Twinkle Lola Belle

I love you so very much!

You were sitting on the floor, so seriously watching me. When I was done, you said:

"I'm going to cry tears of joy. That was beautiful."

I couldn't stop laughing. You are dramatic in a very beautiful & heart-touching way.

Where exactly are you going to sleep??!!??

You have always loved all your stuffed animals (already taking after your dad!), but it's beginning to get out of control! :) Lately you have had to carry arm-fulls ... ARM-FULLS! ... of stuffed toys up to bed every night, then downstairs again the next morning. Last night, it took you 3 trips to bring them all up. You are running out of room in the bed to sleep!

Sweet dreams, sweetie!

How much do we love each other? ... LOL

Dearest Lola,

Lately, we have been having the same conversation over and over and over... You love the repetition of it and it's very sweet, so I wanted to be sure to save this for you.

Lola: I love you, Mama.

Mama: I love you more, Lola.

L: No, I love you more.

M: Impossible! I love you the most!

L: No, I love you the most!

M: I love you a hundred percent!

L: No, I love you a hundred percent!

M: I love you thousand percent!

L: No, I love you a thousand percent!

M: I love you a million percent!

L: No, I love you a million percent!

M: I love you infinity percent!

L: No, I love you infinity percent!

M: Then I guess we both win, right?

By the way, at some point, Jamie will usually interrupt us & Say that he loves us 6 times infinity. Apparently, that beats all. :)

Love you infinity!

Mama