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Losing Her First Tooth

18th August 2011

As a stay at home mom, I don’t actually miss many moments.

I’m with the kids ALL THE TIME.

But I was away on Tuesday, in Toronto for the #TweetMeetTO event I organized with Oh Baby Magazine.

And I missed it.

The four year old lost her first tooth. My four year called me Wednesday morning to tell me.

(Yes, she’s almost five, but I was still shocked when we discovered that she had a loose tooth at all).

I couldn’t believe it – I didn’t let on how upset I was but I cried like a baby when I hung up the phone.

At least she waited until I returned, to put the tooth under her own pillow instead of at YiaYia’s house where she was sleeping over while I was out of town.

First she loses a tooth, then she gets married. WHERE does the time go?

Cats

14th July 2011

My four year old is obsessed with cats.

OBSESSED.

Obsessed in a way that mommy likes her lattes.

It’s serious.

All she talks about are her “kitties” and cats and how we “need to buy one!”

Thankfully (ahem), the four year old’s daddy is very allergic to cats. Like super allergic. Like so allergic that if he doesn’t start putting the clothes IN the hamper as opposed to on the floor next to it, he’s getting locked in a Room O’ Cats.

Not that I would ever consider such a thing.

Also, don’t hate me, but I am not a cat person.

I don’t HATE cats per se, but I don’t like them or want them in my house or want them coming anywhere near my personal space bubble.

Also, you couldn’t pay me enough money to clean up after a cat (or a dog for that matter). Seriously, I have wiped little people for seven years – I have paid my dues, people.

So yes, I have a little four year old who is DESPERATE for a cat – so desperate that she’s willing to trade in her daddy for a cat.

I know this because we’ve had that convo – many times. This makes me laugh – ’cause it’s funny.

Every chance she gets to make a wish, it’s always about the cat – “I wish I gets a cat. I wish my Mommy buys me a kitty. I wish my Daddy be no allergic.”

Not happening, little one.

But I love my kid. A lot. And I want all her dreams to come true. As long as her dreams don’t involve cats. And pageants.

So for now, I buy her happiness.

I buy her happiness with stuffed cats, because stuffed cats I LOVE.

Word(less) Wednesday – The Four Year Old Artist Strikes Again

23rd June 2011

The four year old decided to draw my parents (her YiaYia and Pappou) from memory, using her DSi. This is what she came up with.

Her PAPPOU:

This is eerily accurate I might add.

And her YIAYA:

Notice the beehive and the handbag? That is my mom personified.

Love the way children think and perceive others around them – it always comes out in their art, and their stories.

She Loves a Good Accessory

13th October 2010

My four year old loves clothes and I pretty much oblige her (yes I spoil in fashion). She can be such a girly girl and loves dressing up – and she appreciates a good accessory.

One of her birthday presents from me was a hat – a fedora to be exact, and she LOVES it. I love it too – how could you not after seeing how cute she is in it.

Fedoras should me mandatory for all four year olds – if only for the photo op.

An Almost Four Year Old’s Birthday List

15th September 2010

My three year old will be four in less than two weeks.

It is hard to believe.

What is harder to believe is her wish list.

She would like:

  • A pink SCOOLER
  • A pink helmet
  • Bahbies, Bahbies, Bahbies
  • A Bahbie Dollhouse
  • A Camwah
  • A Nintendo DS and a Dora game
  • An iPod Touch

I FEAR the teenage years.

Actually, fear is not a strong enough word.

~

Please Note: She wanted be to add to the above list, and let you know that she will also accept:

  • Pincess stuff
  • Dwess up stuff
  • Kwaft stuff
  • A Flip video camera

Seriously.

Hold me.

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