Lots of pics...

Ok, so keeping up with Goober and blogging about everything is next to impossible. I do, however, have pictures. So I hope you enjoy! :)

Doing her nightly stretches along with the Goodnight Show on Sprout.

 She told us that she had prayed so much to have a tea party with Mommy & Daddy, and now her dreams had come true. You'd think we'd never had a tea party with her before!

Watching Daddy plow the drive for the first time. She was enthralled with the whole process.

Mixing up her sprouts from Aunt Shanna! She loves them. :)

Watching a movie in the hallway with Grace. Evidently the travel size dvd player is much cooler than the big screen tv in the living room.

Total diva. I am not even kidding.

Bo is her best buddy. Seriously. That dog will let her do anything to him.

Sleeping with Dora. This is usually the only time they get along...lol

Mommy left her home with Daddy, so she dressed herself. America's Next Top Model, here she comes!

Modeling cousin Z's birthday gift-this is the only time my child will ever wear Cubs upon her body. Go Cards! :)

Once I can remember some of those randomly hilarious moments, and when she has some more, I'll do my best to get to the blog as soon as I can!

Calling the Cops

Needless to say, that as Goober gets older the more we seem to butt heads. Just last night, I was sorting her laundry and putting it all away while she was supposed to be cleaning her room. She kept asking if I was mad or happy, and I told her I was sad because she wasn't doing what she was supposed to. The clean up your toys battle had been going on for awhile at this point.

When I refused to get on the floor to help her clean, she picked up an imaginary phone, reminded herself to only push the green button and not the red, and proceeded to tell me that she was calling the cops. When I asked why, she simply said "Because you are not listening and doing what I told you". She even had a conversation with the imaginary cop, asking if he would come over because I was not listening. After hanging up, I was informed that the cop was on his way so I'd better start listening or I was going to jail.

I was pretty dumbfounded. Neither B nor I have ever told her we were calling the cops or that she was going to jail. Ever. And she doesn't really watch shows that encourage children to believe that cops are something to be intimidated by or afraid of if they aren't being good. So I have no idea where this came from. It was pretty hilarious, seeing as how she was so utterly serious about it and it was completely out of left field. But I was definitely thrown for a loop.

I guess I'd better watch myself or the cops will come and take me away if I'm not being a good listener.

Super Sonic Hearing

B and I think that our child has super sonic hearing. Seriously. Over the last week, she has displayed a ridiculous tendency to hear absolutely everything we talk about. For instance, while playing in her bedroom (with her television on), B and I were talking in the living room (with the television on). He turns to me and mentioned something about going to the store. All of a sudden Goober flies out of her room, jumps on his lap and says "Daddy, don't leave again!). And I'm not kidding, we were talking amongst ourselves. Not yelling, or talking to be heard over anything, just to one another.

Another instance? When she was in the tub, B was playing a game in the living room. She's splashing around, talking to her toys, the living room television is on and B says something about Brittany, the person he was playing the game with on his phone. All of a sudden Goober calls out "I"m not Brittany, I'm Lily!" and giggles her head off.

In all reality, she shouldn't have been able to hear us at all but somehow she did. I'm telling you, it's super sonic hearing. Seriously.

The Word of the Day

I endeavored to get the carpets clean last week. Working with a house full of kids and pets makes that seem much more difficult than it should be but every few months, I rent a steam cleaner and go to town. This year, the dogs decided it would evidently be more entertaining if they completely obliterated the basement by using is at their personal potty, while I was out renting the aforementioned steam cleaner.

Needless to say, I was not a happy camper. Yet Lily really helped brighten my mood. Earlier in the week she had learned to use the words frustrating & stressful in a sentence. So while I was cleaning up dog messes she was pacing back and forth with her hands on her hips, saying "Ugh, this is so stress-rating". When I asked if she meant stressful OR frustrating, she simply replied "Yes".

Obviously, it was such a horrible situation that she had to combine the two words to make a more appropriate word describing stressful and frustrating situations...hahaha. Gotta love that creativity!

Classic

The three of us have been enjoying our days off together this holiday season but we have also been given many moments to laugh about.

Our favorite, however, took place just the other night. Let me preface this by saying Brandon and Goober share a love of peanuts. Brandon prefers the seasoned kind (most recently the five alarm chili seasoned nuts) and Lily prefers the regular kind. Brandon was encouraging Lily to eat a couple of the peanuts seasoned with the five alarm chili stuff. Now, she had eaten one the night before and promptly spit it out, telling us "I only like the good ones!". So of course Brandon had to get her to try them again. And he was successful. She ate a couple and promptly spit them out, repeating herself by telling us she only likes the good ones. He waited a few minutes, told her he had added the good ones and she ate some more. This is my reality people. A trickster hubby & a sometimes gullible daughter makes for some interesting moments in our house.

Once again, we figured we'd see the same response as before. Except we didn't. This time she spit them out, gave him a dirty look and said "You won't make a fool of me again!" before running into the living room to pout in the chair. We couldn't stop from laughing with each other because it was so adorably hilarious.  I seriously almost peed myself, I was laughing so hard.

Just another entertaining snippet from our lives. Good times, people, good times.

Welcome to the Land of Loopsy

Christmas, as always, is a hectic time of year for our family. Usually we open gifts at home, get ready and then drive to Springfield to spend a few hours with my family & a few hours with B's family. This year we changed things up and opened our gifts, as a family of 3, on Christmas Eve so we wouldn't have to rush before heading to our respective families homes on Christmas Day. It also left more room under the tree for her presents from Santa. :) It went smoothly and Goober enjoyed being able to take her time, sloooowly unwrapping each present from Mommy & Daddy.

I could give a list of all the things she received for Christmas (it's spans a variety-from her "kiddie kindle" to farm houses w/animals) but the gift of the year was...Lalaloopsy! Those creepy-cute dolls that have buttons for eyes. Goob cannot get enough of them. Especially the mini-lalaloopsy dolls. I do have to say that she is obsessed with all toys tiny and collectible, lalaloopsy just seems to take the cake right now.

And so, the day after Christmas our house looked like the land of Loopsy. She now has 22 mini-lalaloopsy's, the bus, the ferris wheel, the treehouse and the carrying case. Along with lalaloopsy lip stuff, mini carrying case for said lip stuff, a tin purse with the Jewel Sparkle lalalaoopsy on it and the regular sized Jewel Sparkes lalalaoopsy doll.

22 mini lalaloopsy's + 4 accessories per doll = a lot of little toys to keep track of!

Just playing with all these little toys! Thank goodness for the carrying case, or I would lose my mind!

The tree house, the bus and the ferris wheel. She loves it all!

Opening her Jewel Sparkle. She sleeps with it every night.

Along with her Littlest Pet Shop jet and accessories, we've played with the tiny toys for innumerable hours so far and it doesn't look like there will be a LaLaLoopsy reprieve anytime soon. But she's happy and takes great care of them, so who I am to complain about all those creepy button eyes?

A Plate for Santa.

Ok, yes it's the New Year but there are a few posts from Christmas that I need to catch up on. So bear with me and all the new posts!

Now, for those of you who know me, Christmas has never really been my favorite holiday of the year. People tend to be rude and inconsiderate, the hustle and the bustle drives me crazy and I'm not one of those exuberant gift openers. I usually sit quietly with my pile of gifts, open them carefully, smile and stack them in an easily movable pile for when it's time to go.

However, since announcing our pregnancy on Christmas day 2007, I have taken on an entirely new attitude throughout the holiday season. And this year Goober was really into Christmas. Every year has been more fun than the last, but this year she really "got it", which was the icing on the cake for me. :) 

One of the more delightful things we did together was bake cookies for Santa. As some of you may recall, Goober insisted on an addition to the traditional cookies and milk plate usually left for St. Nick. She decided that Santa absolutely had to have an egg. Just one egg, but it was a necessity. Our plate just wouldn't be complete without one. And so, while she was decorating 2 special cookies for Santa, I boiled an egg (after convincing her it was Santa's favorite way to eat them, because they were travel friendly).

So here it is, our non-traditional plate for Santa!

Oh, she also refused to leave milk for him. She thought he'd prefer water instead.

I love how her unique mind works. And I'm kind of hoping this turns into a yearly non-traditional tradition!