Random Shorts

Tonight during bathtime, Teagan was playing with her two containers of soap paint that Grandma Farmer gave her. Each paint is a different shade of pink. She had the light pink container in her hand and set it down and pointed to the other one. She said "I ont pink one tease" (I want the pink one please). Seizing this as an opportunity to teach her about the different shades, I said, "But they're both pink!" She surprised me by quickly replying, "I ont dock pink" (I want dark pink)... So much for that lesson!
When she got out of the bathtub, and we were drying off, she looked at her fingers and said "I puckered!"

For some reason when she was very little I thought it would be a good idea to name the doll that has become her constant companion "Baby Hope". Lately she has been referring to herself by her whole name, Teagan Hope Moore. She now gets the two confused, sometimes calling herself "Baby Hope Moore". Apparently today at daycare they were working on a project. Each of the kids colored a duck, pasted it to a background, and then were asked to name it. Teagan named her duck "Ducky Hope Moore".



And finally, before I sign off, here are some photos of Teagan "hepping" her Daddy with his crossword puzzles.

I'll Have What She's Having

This weekend, Roger's parents came up from Cape to visit. The one thing we love to notice is that Teagan never needs any time to warm up to them after not seeing them for a little while. She knows "amma" & "ampa" and is excited to see them every time.
Sunday morning we were playing with play doh. Liz sculpted a turtle and I made a mini snowman. Teagan was busy doing her own thing when she grabbed our sculptures and smashed them into her own creation. She then said, "I make hammich", to which Liz replied "What kind of sandwich are you making?"
Teagan answered "Big Hammich".
Liz asked, "What's in it?"
Without hesitation, Teagan replied "Tuttle" (turtle) and "No man" (Snowman).
Of course. How silly of us to ask. Sounds delicious.

I Hep, Momma

I've been meaning to write this down for awhile, but keep forgetting, so I'm doing it now while I'm thinking of it. I can no longer eat my lunch at work without cracking a big grin when I take my sandwich out.
I almost always take my lunch to work, and many times it includes the classic peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Teagan now insists on "hepping" me make my sandwich each morning. This means she sits on my lap, arranges my bread so that the pieces are side by side and not stacked, and then rests her hand on mine as I scoop out the peanut butter and jelly. If I drop some jelly (which I do quite frequently since this is me we're talking about), she chimes in with that preschool sound of "Awwwww...", which translates to "You're in trouble!" In trouble with whom, I'm not completely sure. But once I clean up the jelly and we cut the sandwich in half, she'll say "I ont some". She'll then take one bite, and carefully place the two halves in the sandwich container to pack up in my lunch. So each day I pull out my sandwich and see that adorable little half-moon-shaped bite, I have to smile.

Goggy Poo Poo

We've had some issues lately with various neighborhood dogs not obeying the pooper scooper law. Therefore we have some additions to our front lawn. Teagan noticed one of these additions and asked "What dat, Momma?" So I explained that it was doggy poo poo and it was yucky, so we don't touch it.
Thankfully she hasn't tried to touch it but she has taken quite an interest in it. Every morning we walk out of the house and she says "Momma, where goggy poo poo? Wanna see it." The other day she chanted "goggy poo poo" the whole time we walked to the car and I buckled her in. As I drove off she yelled "Bye goggy poo poo!"
I hope this phase passes quickly.
I also added a new video in the upper right corner of the page. Teagan is singing two of her favorite songs.

Mission Successful

This weekend we got a new toddler bed for Teagan. She hasn't really given us any indication that she was ready for the switch, but she naps on a cot at daycare so we decided to give it a shot before she starts trying to climb out of her crib. In the past she has been very flexible and easygoing when it comes to change. This proved no different. In fact, she couldn't wait to go to sleep in it. We started our normal routine of two books and four songs in the rocking chair before bedtime. We got through two short books and one and a half songs before she said "Momma, bed."
I think Rog and I checked on her four or five times before we went to sleep but she slept through the night without any problems. The first real test will probably be naptime when we have her during the day over the weekend. We'll see how that goes!

What Is This Thing Called Fear?

Fear does not seem to be a concept that Teagan understands. Yesterday we took her to Monkey Joe's for the second time. For those of you that have not been there, they have an area geared more towards toddlers. Teagan spent some time there, but was more interested in hanging with the big kids. We pretty much let her have a shot at anything she wanted to try. Knowing that by letting her play on the bigger pieces, I was forfeiting my right to be an overprotective parent, I watched nervously while giants jumped and climbed around my little girl as she struggled to maintain footing or pull herself up ladders so she could go down the big slide. She held her own and showed serious determination. She conquered all but two of the inflatables and had a fabulous time in the process. She even got to spend some time with her buddy Sadie.

The toddler area, where she should have spent the bulk of her time:


Moving on to bigger and more exciting things:



And finally, the one she attempted but didn't quite conquer. Maybe next time!

Gotta Write This Down

Teagan is talking so much, and I don't want to forget any of the things she's saying! I know most of this stuff she's picking up at daycare, some of it good, some of it bad. But all of it's pretty hilarious.
-She calls us "guys" now. "Hey guys, look..."
-This morning I sneezed and she said "Bess you mommy". (My heart melted!)
-We taught her to sing Happy Birthday to Chappy because his birthday was last Saturday. She now seems to think that Chappy's name is just part of the song, and instead of her notes getting higher, her voice just gets louder with each "verse". The verses are short, they go, "Hap Birt Day Dap-py". That's it.
-Lately she sings "Where is Thumbkin" with all of the hand motions,
but at the end, where the words are "Run Away, Run Away", she demonically growls, "Go Away!!"
-She loves "Ring Around the Rosie". She calls it "Ashes" and she cracks up every time we all fall down.
-At the end of each book, instead of "The End" she says "Amen".

A couple of pictures to post as well. The first is winding down at bedtime with Elmo and her "Oball", and the second is her reaction when she saw Grandma and Grandpa Farmer's car pull up in front of the house. She was pretty excited to see them!