9 lives and a little sass.

A few weeks ago Lindsey and I were taking the kids to Moab for a town day when Lindsey looked back and noticed L sucking on her hair barrette. About 30 seconds later there was a gag-cough-cry and the barrette was gone. I freaked. I panicked. I pulled the car over right away and proceeded to call Brian, the doctor, my sister who's a nurse practitioner, my mom, my dad . . . I wasn't sure if this was "lost dime" territory or something much worse. Finally after about an hour of deliberation B and I decided to wait for the barrette to make an appearance on it's own. Three days later, a-- "mommy! I'm poopy! Change my diaper" at 7am from the crib-- and there it was. This isn't the first Google search: my child swallowed _____  we have done. Here are a few more of Liesel's finest:

raw meatball mixture

(I found her in the kitchen with the bowl in her lap and scooping it by the handfuls into her mouth-- 18 months. Luckily only about 10 seconds had passed)

sucking the water out of a dirty sponge

an unidentified X under the seat at the airport 

(which may have led to the 5 days of vomiting that followed)

a dime

crayons

sand (by the mouthful)

an ant

And while we're on the subject of L, here are some of her recent funnies:

while looking through the gospel art book I ask, "who's that?" 

L: Adam

Me: who is the woman?

L: Even.

While driving in the car:

L: I don't like dat!!

Me: What do you like?

L: I like mustard  . . . and syrup  . . . and chocolate.

Angry at me after I said, "you better behave."

L: I don't like have! I like cute!

After I told her that something she said would hurt someone's feelings she said:

"Yeah. I would hurt feelings. while patting her cheek says: Feelings are right here. It would hurt your feelings right here."

Today while we were at the park, she saw a 9 year old girl sitting by a tree. As she was going over to sit by the tree too she looks at me with her hand out in the stop position and says, 

L: Mom! Don't come! NOOOOO! (in a scream). 

me: ok. 

Almost every time she uses the potty her hands go up and she says:

"You do such a good job using da potty! You get a jellybean!"

While driving in the car:

L: mommy, rub my knee gentle right here-- say "it's okay." 

It is so fun (no. fun isn't the right word. It's remarkable. incredible. wonderful.) watching her grow.