Delaney was opening her birthday presents yesterday, and she got the wrapping paper off the back side of one of them first so all she could see was the back of the box, and she says "oh, I guess it's a box"
I was at the end of my rope the other night, I had asked Delaney to do something at least five times and she hadn't done it yet. So i asked her "WHY do I have to ask you OVER AND OVER to do something before you finally do it?" and she said "well, because I don't listen"
She was drawing pictures last night in the tub with her bathtub crayons, and she said "I'm going to draw Daddy. He has a big big head"
Overheard by me as she was playing quietly by herself "I'm mommy. I'M in charge!"
Because I'm too lazy to come up with thread titles for all of them
while we were eating dinner "I'm really enjoying this dinner"
while coloring with her bathtub crayons "I believe I'll choose pink"
when my mom asked her if she would please stop asking "why" "No, I wouldn't"
to one of her dolls she was carrying when we were walking the dogs "Lizzie, we're going this way because Mama doesn't want to have to deal with Wiley going in that lady's garden. No Lizzie, this way. We are going THIS way. Soon I'm going to get aggravated with this baby..."
Delaney said something to my mom yesterday that she didn't intend to be funny, but my mom couldn't stop laughing. The more she laughed, the more Delaney said "it's not funny!", the more she laughed, etc. Finally Delaney said "this is really aggravating!!!"
After I put Delaney to bed last night, I was going about the usual house work that can only be done after she's in bed when I saw her strolling through the living room toward the front door with one of her purses slung over her shoulder. I asked her where she was going and she said "I have to go pay the bills"
Delaney kept getting up out of bed the other night after I had tucked her in, meanwhile I was trying to work out. The last time she got up, she wanted me to come in and rub her back, but I told her no, I was busy but I'd come back into her room later and rub her back. Which I did but of course she was asleep.
The next morning I was eating my breakfast and she stormed out of her room with a scowl on her face and said "I thought you were gonna rub my back!"
I received a UPS package the other night that had been left at the apartment complex office, so I told Delaney we had to walk over there to get it. When we were almost there she asked me "so where is this package you were talking about?"
Bob Seger - Travelin' Man/Beautiful Loser from Live Bullet (also known as "the purple Bob Seger) Led Zeppelin - Goin' to California The Black Crowes - Whoa Mule Neil Young - Sugar Mountain Bob Dylan - Like a Rolling Stone
We were talking about rainbows the other night, and Delaney asked me if she could touch one. I didn't want to tell her that she can't, so I just said "well, they're pretty high up in the sky" so then she asked me "will you lift me up so I can reach it?"
We went bowling last night, and on our way to the bowling alley, Delaney was asking me how you bowl, so I told her about the lanes, and how you roll the bowling ball down the lane and try to knock down the pins. We got her a little 6-lb. bowling ball and helped her roll it down the lane. On one of her second frames, the ball didn't hit anything, but my sister cheered for her anyway and said "yay, good job Naney!" and Delaney looked at her with her face scrunched up and said "my ball didn't knock down any of the pins!"
Delaney has decided that it's ok for her to take control of our fan. When we got home the other night, she took it upon herself to turn it on and told me "I turned the fan on because it was hot in here." oh thank you, what would I do without your highness.
Then the next morning I turned it off before we left. When she noticed that it was off, she put one hand on her hip, pointed at the fan with her other hand and said "WHO turned this fan off?!?"
Delaney was playing in the bathtub last night with an empty bathtub finger paint bottle. I wasn't paying a whole lot of attention, but I heard her say "I meant to do that". I asked her what she did, and she said "I took the top off this and it fell in the water. I meant to do that."
Delaney's new favorite song is Going To California by Led Zeppelin. Naturally she asked me to sing it for her at bed time the other night, which is no easy feat, it's mostly guitar, not to mention Robert Plant's unattainable range. But I winged it to the best of my ability, sang a few verses and tried to move on, and she said "no, California... he's got a nose..."
She wanted me to sing the bridge:
Seems that the wrath of the gods Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow; I think I might be sinking.
Delaney was at the post office with my mom, and she started chatting up these two older ladies. She carried on a little conversation with them, then said "I'm going to my Yaya's now to have lunch" and they said "oh that sounds nice, can we come with you?" She looks at them kinda sideways and says "uh... I don't think so"
This morning we were sitting on the couch cuddling right after I got her up. She took her arm back, swung it toward my face, stopping about a half inch from my face. Then she said "did I smack you right in the face?"
For the longest time, I couldn't call her anything except Dominik Hasek, to the point where she would not answer to Delaney or Naney. Apparently we've moved on from her being Dom all the time; now she's a different person every day.
So far she's been Dominik Hasek, The Goalie, Maid Marian, Jannot (the name of one of my friends that we had brunch with last weekend), and goalie-katoalie.
My mom took the three grandkids somewhere the other day. While they werein the car, my nephew was making the typical 8-year-old boy noises. Delaney turned to my niece and said "what is your friend saying?"
My sister was babysitting Delaney; when I got back to her house, Naney was laying on my niece's bed with my niece & nepehw. I said "what are you doing?" She said "I'm laying here with these kids. Take a picture of us."
In an effort to expose her to the good things in life from an early age, we were watching an SRV concert on On Demand. When Stevie was playing the guitar behind his back, I pointed it out to Naney. The next time we were watching, I wasn't paying much attention, and she said "look mama, it's behind his back!"