I realized that I should write a post on here when I was about to make a Facebook status seemingly every hour today regarding (what I thought were) funny things Hailey said or did. In an effort to not "be one of those people" (you know the ones. The hourly posters or those who post things that really are really only funny to them), I decided to keep my nerdiness to my blog, where people choose to care about things that may or may not be funny.
So this morning, I was bringing Hailey a plate to the table and in true Sid the Science Kid style, she says, "Breaakkkfffassssstt ttiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime!!!!" and runs to the table, except was thwarted by the corner of the couch which brought her to the ground. For the first time, I actually busted out laughing *at* her. She stands up and looks at me. Trying to keep the straightest face that I could, she puts her hand on her head and says very matter-of-factly "head". HA! Yes, Hailey, you hit your head. I guess I prefer that over crying.
Not too long after that, I started singing to her. Common toddler songs. Nursery rhymes. Apparently I wasn't good enough. "NEXT!" she said, repeatedly. Then something I couldn't understand. Turns out, it was "button". Sometimes deciphering what she means is simply a matter of understanding past events. Yesterday in the car, she asked for the "next" song in the car and when I didn't do it she started screaming at me. So in an effort to stop her, I told her to tell me to press the button please. Zing. 1 for Hailey. Oh, and definitely 0 for mama since it's clear that my vocal cords are not up to par, as judged by the most honest of them all: an 18 month old.
My response to all of this was, "You know, Hailey, I'm not a CD". She looked at me a bit confused, and replied, "EFGH!"
Hailey 2, Mama 0 (she should get another point because it actually took ME a second to figure out why she said that).
While putting her to bed, she gave me a hug and a kiss, as she does each night. Tonight, she hugged me a little longer, sort of unusual, but I embraced the moment, and she said to me "eyes?" So I said, "Uh yes, we have eyes." "Ears?" she asked. "Yep, we have ears too." "Mouth?" ... you get the point. I needed to reassure her, apparently, that all of our features were existent and in tact. Elementary, but it was what she needed. I walked out of the room and heard her say "night night". I just smiled, shook my head and shut the door.
Talking to Hailey is rather hilarious. I enjoy our semi-conversations immensely and mostly because it either has to do with the two of us yelling back and forth (her demanding food at all hours of the day and not liking the word NO) or her misunderstanding me and pulling a card from "...the things kids say". Oh, or, her trying to now say sentences. As one or two word strings, I usually know what she is saying. But otherwise? I sometimes swear she is speaking another language.
Here is a "for this blog only" video, in which you'll see the looks I get first hand and the endless deciphering I go through.
Oh, and in a follow up to the playroom attempt, my first and only bad seller experience from Etsy came through...4 months later (I ordered this in December and it finally came like last week). I present to you Hailey's new book nook.
Each shelf is embroidered with a different word reading "My Reading Corner". She can't reach the top one (which is good for me because I know that at least one of them can remain in tact!). I asked this Etsy seller to create this but if you're at all craftier than me (read: own a sewing machine), you can probably do this too! Here is the tutorial that I sent to the Etsian and despite the ridiculous turn around time, she did a nice job. I purchased and sent her the fabric from fabric.com. I could definitely do this again in the future (you know, for my future house that I keep searching for and won't move into for another couple years)... The good news is, except for little hands that bring toys around the house during the day, I no longer have a living room full of toy storage! Mission: accomplished!
Mama: 1, Hailey 2 (damn, that didn't work out how I intended...). I guess she's always gonna win, huh?
