New game.

Anna has started a new game. She rounds up all the "pi-whoas" (pillows) off the couch and chairs a a few from the bedrooms and piles them all in front of the blue chairs in the living room. She then climbs on the blue chairs and counts to a random number...usually starting at 3. So when you hear, "3-4-5-6!!!" you know to either get out of the way or brace yourself for a crash. She jumps off the chair as high as she can and onto the pile of pillows. Sometimes a blanket makes a good cape. We'll let you know how much a 2 year old's broken arm costs soon. HA!

Rescue?

The box of washable (thank goodness!!) markers said "Creativity to the Rescue". We've got the "creativity" part down, now I'm still waiting on that "rescue".

Note to self: don't leave a 2 year old unattended for any length of time with markers.

Happy Cake!

Anna is TWO! We had a family birthday party on Saturday and she had a blast. It was so different than her first birthday since she could really enjoy lots of people singing to her, tearing into her "happy cake" and really liking it this time, blowing out the candles herself (without the planned practice session that I totally forgot to have with her), and opening her own presents! Here are some of the fun moments.

She must have come up with "happy cake" on her own. I thought Aunt Jenni taught it to her since that's where she gets lots of her cute words. But Jenni denies it and I know I've never said it. She calls anything resembling a cake or cupcake "happy cake". This is the reason for "happy cake" written on her personal cakes. I looked at those pictures today and thought I could've totally gotten more creative with decorating her cakes...but what's the use? She ripped that thing to shreds and ate most of it! I went to clean up her mess and looked for the missing chunks of cake on the floor and in her chair. She really ate most of it!

She also got some of the coolest gifts ever! Grammy and Papa Joe gave her some sweet new shoes (Nike shox-size 8! and some nice ones), some cute clothes and pjs, and some Wonder Pets DVDs. Nana took her Sunday clothes shopping and got her some super cute dresses since she has grown out of everything lately, and Nana and Papaw also gave her a mini Ikea chair for her to watch all those Wonder Pets episodes in. Aunt Jenni gave her some Aquadoodle accessories and some cute shirts for the fall and winter. Daddy and I gave her an Aquadoodle mat that mounts on the wall and a little travel color Aquadoodle. I wish I invinted that thing. I'd be a millionaire. And Krista came by later that day and gave her a super cute book titled "Fancy Nancy", a purple feather boa, and a magic wand. So she made a haul!

Can my girl read?!

I seriously doubt it. But today, we were going to the UPS store to deliver a bike thing for Daddy and we walked by the AT&T store. Anna said, "Look Mommy, A-T-T ball!" I was like, "WHAT?!" Did she just read that sign? There's no way. I went through all the possible ways she could have known that without really reading it... and the only way could be that she watches WAY too many commercials.

Unleashing her inner-spaz!

I'm SO bummed I couldn't get a picture of this... but here's the story (and it's probably much funnier if you were there). On Saturday afternoon I went out to get the mail and saw a card clipped onto our mailbox from our neighbors across the street. It was an invitation to a worship service that was going to be held in the front yard of our neighbors'. Interesting I thought since they had just had a kegger the night before at their house. HA! I shouldn't judge. There was also a little note inside the invite that said something like "out of respect for our neighbors...let us know if you have problems with the music." I suppose that meant the volume. So late in the afternoon Anna and I went out to "draw pichures" with sidewalk chalk and to watch the commotion like good neighbors. :) They set up their keyboard synthesizer thing and speakers and practiced their Tejano/English worship songs. When it finally began that night Anna had a BLAST! We just sat on the front porch and listened and danced. She was seriously gettin' down! Several times she was dancing so out of control that she fell over. I tried so hard to get the video camera and get her do it again, but of course the song was over by then and they were doing a slower song. But just picture a toddler doing the Elaine (from Seinfeld) dance. It was awesome. The scary thing was that her dancing is a direct interpretation of the way I dance, which I guess is pretty spastic!

Anna takes over.

This post is a little overdue since these pictures have been sitting in my camera for weeks now. I still thought they were blog-worthy.

Anna must change someone's diaper at least once a day. It may be Baby's diaper, seen above, (who remains almost naked to this day since we can't find her real diaper she came with...and she looks almost anatomically correct. hmm.), it could be Tad's diaper, Puppy is always fair game for a new diaper, and even her hard plastic puppy with the leash may get one once in a while. But her favorite part is putting the "med-cine" on their bottoms. She says "Baby's bottom hurts. I put med-cine." Ya think a kiddo that has this down needs to start potty training? I think so...

Sneezes are good.

I don't have a picture of this since it happened so quickly...and you probably wouldn't have wanted to see it anyway... This morning Anna got on a small sneezing rampage. She sneezed like 5 times saying "bless you" after each as she walked closer to me. On the last sneeze, she blew out this big wad of kleenex that she had apparently jammed up into her nostril. She had been blowing her nose while watching Wonder Pets a few minutes earlier. I had no idea that she had torn off a piece of kleenex and stuck it up there (or at least I think that's when it happened...maybe it had been up there for a while and she was trying to get it out). At least nature finally took care of it. It probably would have just sat up in there and rotted.

"What's Gonna Work...Teamwork"

Anna favorite, favorite TV show is Wonder Pets. She wants me to "push butts" and change it to Wonder Pets all the time. They only come on a couple of times in the morning and and now that they have switched around the line-ups on all the channels, it comes on at the same time Elmo's World comes on Sesame Street. So we have a choice to make every morning. She almost always chooses Wonder Pets. It must be the animal lover in her.

(I have a cute picture but the stupid thing wouldn't let me upload it. I think my camera surpasses my computer in many ways...)

"Mommy, it's messy."

Eventhough our house is on the market (for the rest of our lives), the house is still never clean. It may be clean for a couple of hours, but then Anna needs to drag out everything, laundry needs to be done, and dinner has to be cooked. So then, since we live in every square inch of this house, it's a disaster again. Yesterday, Anna was walking through the kitchen while I was doing some dishes (really, I was!). I heard her say, "Mommy, it's messy." I then heard the pantry door open and looked up to see her with the broom sweeping the floor! Now that's just sad if an almost 2 year old decides it's bad enough that she needs to help out. Hey, at least someone is pulling some weight around here! HA!

"Just open your purse..."

Alright, you don't have to tell me (again) how bad of a blogger I am. I have no excuses as usual...

But here's a funny story. Today we went to church. We were going to be adventurous and go to the first service and then visit a class when we'd usually be in the second service. So, as usual, we woke up just past when we needed to to make the first service and ended up being late to the second service. That's all beside the point of this story... So for some reason I got Anna ready before I got ready. She was dressed with her hair fixed and everything. She played around while Daddy played on the computer and I got ready. Daddy put Anna in the car and I put my makeup on on the way (another typical thing). We took Anna to her class to play and went into church. Afterwards, Daddy went to pick Anna up from her class and I followed after being stopped to chat. As Daddy and I met in the hallway full of people mingling and picking up kids, Daddy quietly asked me to open my purse. I looked at him like, "why?" He said "Just open your purse....I have a certain undergarment that needs to go into your purse without others seeing." I looked at him like he was crazy but opened my purse. He dropped a wadded up sports bra into my purse. Of course I had to ask where in the world that came from. He said that the woman teaching Anna's class found it on Anna while changing her diaper. !!??? WHAT?? Apparently she had slipped it on and pulled it up under her dress where we never saw it. Whenever there is laundry sitting around the house (always) she tends to play dress up with whatever she finds...and many times it's my undergarments....clean ones of course. Ha! So I know when Daddy picked Anna up and was also handed a bright teal colored sports bra he was totally embarrassed. I think it could have been MUCH worse, but it's still pretty hilarious. Anna never acted like anything was different. I just hope there weren't teal straps hanging out the bottom of her army green dress while we walked in this morning ...and we never had a clue. We'll be checking her for "extra clothing" next time we go anywhere. And maybe I'll put up the laundry more often!