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Monday, April 16, 2012

Wardrobe Difficulties

Ana won a gift card to Target during an Easter egg hunt. I promised her we could go yesterday and she woke up uber excited. My hands were full with the littlest people, so I told her to go get her clothes on so that we could go.

In our house, this is not something normally done. Ana has shown absolutely no interest in picking out her own clothes and I've never pushed the issue. Now I know why...

My first clue that things weren't going to be quite as coordinated as I would have liked came when Scott ran ahead of Ana into the room so that he could be there to see my face upon her entrance.

I could see where she was going with her outfit. Hearts match hearts... right?

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Monday, April 9, 2012

Wrong On So Many Levels

We got a paper in the mail encouraging us to be "kindness ninjas," people that go out and perform anonymous acts of kindness for others. This led to a discussion of ninjas, a look at Google images, a visit to You Tube, and a wrap up with the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. My girl's curiosity is thorough to say the least.

Ana has trouble remembering certain words correctly. She comes by it honestly. In 9th grade I mispronounced the word "gesture," out loud... in speech class. I guess I had never had to say it anywhere other than in my head. Well, I cracked the class up and you'd think my burning shame would have caused the proper pronunciation to be burned into my mind, but alas, to this day I have to pause approximately 20 seconds while I run all possible pronunciations through my mind to determine the one least likely to get me laughed at.

This turned out to be the case with Ana and "ninja." To Ana, it sounded somewhat similar to a female private part, and therefore morphed into the word "va-ninja". Despite lots of practice and intervention, it remained "va-ninja." Sigh.

Flash forward to a recent trip to the mall. We stopped into Claire's so that Ana could check out the bling. Also visiting at the same time was a woman in a burka. Yep. You can see where I'm going with this.

In voz alta:

Mom! Look!!! It's a real va-ninja!!!

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Monday, April 2, 2012

The Easter Bunny Is No Friend Of Mine...

Ana has never met a stranger. She'll talk to anyone, sing a song for anyone, show a dance move to anyone. As Mom and Dad, this is obviously concerning, so we have been talking about strangers quite a bit lately.

We were not making any progress whatsoever in giving her pause before she runs up to someone to chat, so we had to get a bit more specific. Although it could have scared her, we talked about people trying to get her to come into their car or house, or trying to get her to go off with them somewhere. We even had to give a little bit of an overview of where things might go. That FINALLY got her attention.

Flash forward to yesterday's neighborhood Easter egg hunt, complete with teenage boy dressed in bunny costume. Ana was beside herself with joy that the "real!!!!" Easter bunny would be at the park. She was so excited that I didn't have the heart to break it to her, so I went along with her. Not so great when she walked around the back side of the costumed boy and saw his neck. Uhhhh...

Ana brought up her disappointment in the van afterward:

Mom, I thought the real bunny would be there. You said the REAL bunny would be there. I wanted to meet him!!!

I know, Baby. I thought he would be there too, but you know what? One of the mommies got a text message from the real bunny saying that he had to stay behind at his house because he still had too many chocolate bunnies to make in time for Easter. So, he sent his very special human friend to wear a costume that looked like him and come to our Easter egg hunt.


I thought I was out of the woods. Instead, I should remember that old adage - what a tangled web we weave, when first we practice to deceive...



Well, since that human in the costume is a special friend of the Easter bunny, if he took his head off and asked me to come home with him for a playdate, would it be okay to say yes?

Try to work your way out of that one...

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