A Very Good Day

A note from Pineapple (since Mama has been SLACKING)…..

Today was Father’s Day…and I had a BLAST. Mommy was away from home for work all last week and I was so looking forward to spending some quality time with her this weekend. So, when DH announced that he wanted to go spend some time at the driving range, I was all for it.

Mama and I decided to drop DH off and head to the mall for some “girl fun.” And boy did we enjoy it!

First, we parked at Macy’s…we were IN LOVE with the purses…and then IN LOVE with the jewelry…and then IN DOUBLE LOVE with the makeup counters! We squealed at all the bright shiny things and smacked the glass covered cases with joy! We were particularly thrilled when ladies came over to see if we needed any help and told us how ADORABLE we are. We know…but it’s nice to hear sometimes. We also really liked the perfume sticks the nice lady gave us…they smelled soooo good but they didn’t taste so great…mama took those away pretty quickly.

Next, we went down to the yogurt shop. I had blueberry/banana and mama had plain. Mama put blueberries and blackberries on mine and she had lame old granola and coconut…she tries sooo hard to be good. I struggled a little bit with the texture…and the cold…but in the end, it was great! I ate all of mine (well, the parts I didn’t drop on the floor) and some of mommy’s, too! I sat in the chair in the yogurt shop like a big girl and so many people said I was cute! (Which, of course, I am…so…you’re welcome! 🙂 )

Next, I pushed the stroller down to the Disney Store. That place is AWESOME! There are toys EVERYWHERE! There were lovies and pretties and balls and wind-ups. OMG. I could LIVE there. I tried to crawl up in the mountain of lovies but mommy said I probably shouldn’t do that. The nice lady that works there said that I was very cute and could hang out there if I wanted but mama said that was not such a great idea since I drool a lot and she didn’t want to buy me all of those lovies. I did find a kitty that I liked a LOT but in the end, I decided I didn’t need another lovey.

After that, we went to Bath & Body Works. That place smells so good! And they have the GIANT rubber duckies! I spent a lot of time looking through the window and waving at the duck…it never waved back….rude…but I supposed it gets waved at a lot during the day and it probably gets tired. I had so much fun in that store. There are sooo many pretty, shiny things to look at and smell. Mama let me smell some candles and I’ll admit, I liked the Pineapple Orchid smell the very best. 🙂 We saw mama’s friend in the store and they stopped to talk. I took advantage of that time to find some anti-bacterial hand sanitizers…I couldn’t get them open though, darn it. Mama helped me pick some out and then we got in line.

That’s when daddy called. He said he was all done and ready for us to come pick him up. That was OK, too because I was getting pretty tired. I wasn’t grumpy at all though because I had my mama and she held me when I told her “up please” (mama minds really well…I’ve done a great job training her). After we checked out, she buckled me into my stroller with my baby and a blankie and we hustled back through the mall to the car.

All of the shops and windows flashed past and there was so much to look at but I just couldn’t stop yawning. At the car, mama made me a bobby and I got in my big girl seat – all cozy and warm. Only a few minutes later I was out.

I guess everything went OK while I napped because when I woke up, mama and daddy were there with me at home and ready to play some more. We went for a long walk and pretended to be ballerinas. We jumped and twirled and spun and balanced. We’re warmed up first with some good stretches…and I touched my toes!

It was a great day…a fun day…a family day. The best kind. Yep…it was a very, very good day. I hope yours was, too!

No Tank Yoo

Pineapple is opinionated. Oh, yes she is. She is so full of opinions that they are spilling out in the form of tantrums, hugs, and most often, the phrase “no, tank yoo.” (That’s Pineapple-ese for “No, thank you” in case you needed a translation.)

We hear the word “NO!” frequently. Only it’s more like “nooooooooooo” – this terrible drawn-out refusal to do what has been asked, eat what has been given, or stop doing what she shouldn’t. We’re hearing it so much that at this point, rather than telling her “you’d BETTER do it!” we simply say “it’s no, thank you, Pineapple.” To which she happily responds, “no, tank yoo.” See?! We’re totally picking our battles…I’m so thinking that we’ll win the war…cause you know, those are totally winnable…but I digress…

I’m not sure what sort of stick she sat upon in the recent weeks but this kid is driving me crazy. When she’s not screaming and having a fit or literally walking in circles whining, she’s moving items from one area to another. For example, I watched her spend 20 minutes the other day removing all of the items from her drawer and placing them in the living room…sorting them….then moving them all back to the drawer. I put my foot down when she started to repeat the process on another drawer.

And yesterday, when I was picking her up from daycare, there was a baby visiting – well, the baby was with its parent who was picking up an older sibling – and when I walked in the door, there was Pineapple, harrassing standing over a baby smiling up at me, pointing at said baby and exclaiming “yook buby!!!” (That’s Pineapple-ese for “Look Mom, there is the cutest baby RIGHT HERE! OMG I’m totally gonna hug and squish and squeeze it! Help me get it out of this binding device..I think it’s some sort of safety harness – oh no, it’s stuck! Look, there’s a baby!“) So when the baby, inevitably, left….well, how do I put this?…Pineapple totally lost it. Have you ever seen an angry monkey in the zoo flinging its poo at people? Well, we weren’t far  from a full-blown poo flingin.’ It was so bad that the caregiver looked at me with “pity face” and said “we have a time out corner if you’d like to use it.” Yeah…it was that bad. Apparently, Pineapple thought that particular baby should be going home with her. This is the same kid who looked at me as if I’d committed the ultimate betrayal when I held a baby at church on Easter Sunday…fickle kid.

I guess, to be fair, I should talk about some of her cuter recent moments…given that one day she’ll probably read this and all and it might save me at least a few dollars on the therapist’s chair:

  • The other day, she awoke at 5AM and I heard “mama – mama – mama” and found her standing in her bed, lifting out her blankie, reaching for me. It was early, so I put her in bed with DH and me. She promptly fell asleep. I woke up about 45 minutes later with a little hand wiggling around on my neck and a tiny voice saying “tick-oo, tick-oo, tick-oo.” (No translation necessary, I’m sure.) Needless to say, it was A-dorable.
  • We went to the local Farmer’s Market last Saturday and Pineapple accepted samples from nearly every vendor with a very clearly spoken and cuter-than-cute-can-be “tank yoo.” The vendors all responded with a resounding “she is soooo cute!” Well, duh. But we always take compliments!
  • The dog was barking the other day and Pineapple marched right up to him, put her tiny fists on her wee hips, shook her head, then waggled her finger at him saying, “no, no, no puppy!” *swoon*
  • She tries to say “I love you.” Enough said.

XOXOXO

Pineapple gives kisses. Yep. It’s official – she is the CUTEST baby in the whole entire world. And she’s MINE – alllllll mine!

I’ll describe the scenario for you and then you can either go puke from the gooey-ocity of it or you can revel in the warm, delish feelings you get from the mental imagery – your choice.

So, if I’m holding Pineapple and I say “kiss mommy,” she leeeans forward and opens her mouth slightly until it’s firmly placed on my mouth/cheek/forhead/nose. At this point I make a *smacker* noise. That is her cue to lean back and prepare for the praise – which is abundant and full of squeals and exclamations of intelligence – while smiling broadly and giggling. She performs the same when asked to kiss a picture in a book, her stuffed bunny, etc., etc.

This is the cutest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. I’m thrilled to be a mommy right now and am so glad I got a cute baby and not one of those not cute babies (like that would ever happen, right?!).