Sunday, July 15, 2007

I love you

This is what Sophie says with a very guilty tone whenever she has done something she shouldn't have. Like if she knocks the baby down, or when she came to me with red marker all over her fingernails like she was trying to "polish" them. She had also written on the molding BEHIND two doors. I guess since she knew darn well she had no business doing it, she was trying to write in a place we wouldn't see?

So, when she comes to me, out of the blue, and says, "I love you, Mama" I know she has done something she should not have.

Thursday, July 05, 2007


It's a long terrible story, but last night we slept in a hotel outside of Yosemite. We arrived very late and Sophie was overtired beyond anything I've ever seen. She was screaming and crying b/c she really did not want to sleep in the hotel. She wanted to go HOME, but it was 10 at night. . .
Anyhow, when she finally settled down and was laying in bed, she told me,
"Mommy, I feel a little bit nervous." I was floored. I did not know she knew that word. I told her I was very proud of her for telling me her feelings and using her words.

She is still obsessed with Cinderella and we read the whole Disney storybook of it for her bedtime story tonight. She was telling me that her mousey friends Jaq and Gus were coming in the van with us to "camping". She called the campfire a "fire-camp". She also hated taking a shower but loved playing tea party in both the dirt and river.