that we’ve seen “Stitch: The Movie”. Daniel loves the movie, and has discovered how to operate the VCR all by himself for the most part, so we watch it. Today while I was changing Joe’s diaper, he climbed up on the exersaucer, stuck his head into the seat part, and was calling “Lilo, where are you?” while looking at the TV through the leg holes. OK, with his toddler pronunciation it was more like “Weewo, wheayou”, but you get the drift.
We’ve officially entered pre-teen angst, if I haven’t mentioned it before. Alannah has adopted “Family Portrait” by Pink as the song du jour, and plays/sings it incessantly. I’m not really crazy about the lyrics (In our family portrait/we look pretty happy/let’s just play pretend/til it comes naturally) but I guess it’s better than other music she could be listening to.
I was hoping I could get a nap in today, but it just wasn’t meant to be, so I’m 20 million kinds of cranky. I lay down on the bed with Joe with hopes of a late-afternoon nap, but she wouldn’t STFU. *sigh*
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“20 million kinds of cranky” … i like that.
well, not that you ARE cranky … just the expression.