Today as I was taking Isabelle to day care she started the "what's your name?" conversation. We have been coaching her for a few months with "Isabelle, what is your name? Isabelle. How old are you? Two. Where do you live? Bullhead City." Within a week her answers were "What is your name? 'Ih-be-bell, I two.' And where do you live? 'Grandpa's play place'." We don't know where she got that answer, but she stands by it! Now she will start the conversation, "Mommy, what is your name?" I will answer, "Mommy". Today her reply was , "No, you Sara", I said "That's right, I'm your mommy and my name is Sara." She said, "No, you Ih-be-bell, and I'm Sara." I said, "Really?" and she said, "uh-huh!" I said, "So I will go to day care and you will go to work with Mindie?" She said, "Yes, you will go to day care and play with Kelly and Rain, and I will go to work with Mindie, OK Mommy?" ......oh! I wish I was going to play at day care......
It will be interesting to see what she thinks of Christmas. Since Daryl works on Christmas Day, Christmas Eve will be most of our celebrating. We have been counting down until Jesus' birthday with the Advent Calendar and she really enjoys that. I'm just hoping that getting presents will not create a "want monster".
Friday, December 18, 2009
A couple of weeks ago I picked Isabelle up from daycare knowing that we were going to swing through the McDonald's drive-thru. I told her that if she went potty I would buy her a cheeseburger. She went potty and later got a cheeseburger. A few days later I went to pick her up and commented that she was still in her original clothes from the morning and I was so proud of her. She replied, "I want a cheeseburger." I laughed and said, "Well, tonight Daddy made roast and potatoes, maybe tomorrow." We left the day care and she again said, "I want a cheeseburger." I told her "tonight we are eating roast and potatoes but maybe later this week." As we drove by McDonalds she again she "I want a cheeseburger." I chose to ignore her this time. When we got home I unbuckled her from the car seat and felt that she was wet and said "Isabelle Hannah Staley, why did you go potty in your car seat!" She looked me straight in the eye and said, "I want a cheeseburger."