no longer Boo

On the way home from church today she had a sticker with her name on it from her class, It only had "boo" (her shortened name) and not her full first name (Booobooo for blog purposes). She said it only has Boo on it but my name is Booobooo. This isn't the first time she has realized this. She has been telling grandma and grandpa the last couple of weeks that they should call her Boooboooo not boo.  Isn't she too young to have a name preference?

I'm kinda sad because on that sticker she had on shirt from her class was a reminder for us to talk to her about how she got her name and to bring a picture of her family so they could talk about it in class. I started thinking about her name and how we decided on it. I came to love the name in high school. I knew two girls with the name boobooo that went by Boo. They were always cheerful, fun happy girls. I wasn't friends with them really but I remember them. And about that same time the Omaha LDS temple was having open house before it was dedicated so I go on a tour of the temple. In the bride's dressing room there is a picture of a woman with this name...at least I am sure they said it was this woman....only to find out now, that it is in fact a painting of another woman. Anyway, a loved the painting and the story of the woman I thought it was. I could picture myself getting married in this temple and getting ready in this room. However, I did not get married in this Tempe and it wasn't her....so oh well.

I guess I should start calling Boo,  Boobooo. It's her life and name even though I gave it to her.  :)

jinx

I swear whenever I say something I jinx myself.

I've learned to never say boo is potty trained or doing well. I don't even say it when she and i are in the same places (so there is no chance she can hear it) and inevitably that night she'll have an accident. Not joking. The last time I said it was at yogurtini with friends.

Last night, I was at yogurtini with friends again and I was saying how we didn't have bugs or anything. I did tell them I had a dream where a rat came through our basement window. My stupid mouth! When I got home gg and I went downstairs to play the Wii. I heard something, I have no idea what but it sounded like it came between the tiles and the ceiling.  Gg tried to act like he didn't hear anything because he knows what will happen to me. Now, I'm Leary of going down to do laundry, exercise or hang out. Ohhhhh, not so dear little creature , make haste and leave my house! This house is for humans only!

Does yogurtini hold the power of the jinx or is it just me?

barbies..a blast from the past

My parents have been cleaning out their storage room and sent me home with a box of my Barbie stuff. Boo found them and is loving them. I wasn't so sure I wanted to let her have Barbies yet but it has happened. One of the first things she said was "she's skinny". I'm not sure it's good or bad that she recognized that already but gg and I were quick to point out that she isn't what we should look like.. and w e don't go walking around on our toes either.

The other thing I'm not sure about is that the outfits are all from the early 90's..and earlier....ugh I'm old. Anyway, the clothes are surprisingly not modest. Halter tops, mid-drift shirts, strapless dresses. At least boo, is frustrated with the inability for the the top and skirt to meet. And the other funny thing is that some of clothes, coats, sweaters are different looking from anything she has ever seen, she keeps asking what they are.

Boo is having a ball with them though. I over heard her playing. One doll looked like she was asking to borrow the boom box and the other replied"alright, but you have to get married".  " oh, alright".   This is what I assumed was happening, could be wrong. But if so that is a pretty steep requirements to borrow a radio.

What are your opinions about letting your little girls play with Barbie dolls given all the negative attitudes about them? I grew up playing with them all the time and I turned well enough, I think.

night wakers

Bedtime waking is not generally any parents favorite time but I think it's hilarious to watch boo wake up to go to the bathroom. It's probably one of the weirdest things to tickle my heart. The way she walks all groggy like. The wrinkle on face from the light and the small grunts of how even washing your hands in the middle of the night is inconvenient and difficult. I just loved it. Am weird? Weirder still for writing it. :)

Now, I will tell you something I do not love. Little miss waking. She cries and cries. I lay in bed letting her cry, what is supposed to be 10 minutes to find it had been an hour. I think she must quiet down but start crying again. this went on for at least a 2-3hours. I have no idea why she is awake or so persistent. I finally picked her up. She let me just hold her for a bit....and (this I loved) she put her arm around my neck to keep me there. Ahhh. But then she decided she wanted to eat. She shouldn't be hungry. But I give in to try and put an end to this madness. Sleep, baby, sleep.

our lives are changing

Our life will no longer be the same as we know it. Little miss finally decided to crawl. She's still slow but I imagine it won't last for long. We were starting to wonder if she'd figure out walking first but she finally figured the legs, she had the arms down this weekend.

Baby proofing seems more difficult this time around. We have outlets everywhere, that I need to hide or cover. However, all of our outlets need to be replaced since they don't hold a plug in very well which would mean the won't t hold covers in either. And what do you do with a sister who has toys everywhere..tiny shoes and clothes?

She is also on the verge of having 4 teeth. Since when did babies grow so fast?

Somehow I am so less prepared for her to grow up. She has already tasted French fries..not choice but I suppose that's a great introduction to real food huh? She chewed on a carrot, had those baby puff food that basically dissolved in your mouth.. She hasn't even had cherrios yet and she has had a French fry. Oh well. I suppose It's time I let her try more food, ideally healthy food.

My babe is growing... too fast.

must.get.out

Do you get in the funk where you'd rather just stay home than go through the work of going out? I know getting out would be good for us since we have more or less been cooped up in here for the last few weeks. Ugh. I suppose since the sickness seems to have simmered down, I better get us dressed and out the door this morning. MOPS here we come......if I really can summon up the motivation and energy to do it...saying and doing are two completely different things.

Cold comforts

We're still sick around here. I can't believe it. There has been sickness floating around here for 2 weeks working towards 3. blgh. I keep hoping Boo will hold out and not join the misery.

I thought I share a hot drink mix that I find comforting and possibly healing when faced with colds.

Russian Tea Mix
2 cups Tang mix
3 oz Lemonade mix (I did about 3+ Tablespoons of it)
1/3 C sugar
1/2 t  ground cloves
1 t cinnamon

Mix up it up- store in an airtight container and it should last you for a very long time. Supposedly 3 teaspoons to 1 cup of water (but I like more, I think).

Another thing that I'm finding comforting is boiling a pot of water. I threw in a cinnamon stick and some whole cloves. It makes the water a nasty color but it seems comforting...especially in this dry air to have some warm steam in the home.

Hope you are all avoiding the January sickies and blues. (I really do not favor January...it really is a bummer month.)