Don't WEget!

My favorite new saying by B, and maybe its not new, but I still don't want to lose it: don't WEget! She speaks so clearly and has made significant strides since she started Tiny Eagles, so how she says forget stands out. Not sure where it came from, but I sure don't want to WEget it!

Natalie is turning three this week. As I felt when B was approaching one, I'm sad, amazed, excited and depressed all wrapped in one big birthday package. I am thrilled at the little spitfire she is becoming; she's creative and funny and loud and fearless. I'm depressed that the babies I wanted all my life are so big and independent. To deal I keep thinking about how much I will someday enjoy my nieces and nephews (hopefully). I love babies, but I really do not want the responsibility of another child. If it happened, fantastic, but the plan doesn't include another.

Frank appeared this week, our first foray into the imaginary friend realm. When we picked up N and B from their grandparents Natalie told me her friend Frank would be having dinner with us. Great! Love a new friend. I got a little skeptical of this new pal when I was booted from the bathroom at potty time; Frank was going to wipe her, I could leave. Watch yourself, Frank.

This morning her humor and creativity was in full effect. Daily she asks me to take her to daycare and pick her up. Her only response is that she likes my car better. I have no idea why this is, but she is consistent and predictable about it. On the way today she told Dave that she liked my car better because it can jump over all the other cars in their way, yes, she is obsessed with red lights and traffic. Wonder where that comes from..anyway, she proceeds to shout, "Jump!" and Dave's car strangely does nothing. "See, daddy? Your car doesn't jump!"