greatest hits

Dear Olivia,

 

The following is a collection of your greatest hits:

 

To the tune of Mickey Mouse clubhouse Hot Dog song:  "Hot god, hot god, hot diggity god." 

Not your typical worship song;)

 

To the tune of In Christ Alone:  "I don't want my magic wand to break."

 

"Bless the Lord, Oh my soul, oooooh my soul, worship His Holy Name!" This is the song you sang at the library as loudly as you could, right before you had a huge temper tantrum, screaming your head off and making me chase you down the hallway.

 

The following is an example of things you say:

 

me:  "what is that letter, Olivia?"

you: "it's a, um, a diddy"

that means you have no clue what it is.

 

me:  "ok Olivia, how do you say 'shoes' in spanish?"

you [confidently]:  Shoozeeta!

 

wearing bow:  "I be Paige!"

wearing cute dress:  "I Alaina!"

"will we see uncle Markus?"

 

"I go school when I bigger?"

"yep, you'll go to school when you're bigger."

"ok, I bigger!"

 

you:  "mommy, can I say you stink?"

me:  "no Olivia, it's not nice to tell ppl they stink, it could hurt their feelings."

you:  "ok, mommy.  I won't say you stink like stinky poop."*

 

*just to clear up any uncertainty of odors, and to protect mommy's insecurity, there was a trash can of diapers behind you;)

 

Aunt Amber and you started these conversations initially, with pink vs. red nail polish debates.

amber:  "it's pink."

you:  "no it's red."

amber:  "pink."

you:  "it's pink."

amber: "no, red."

(repeat, repeat, repeat)

Then you turned this into a daily conversation piece.

 

you: "mommy, you da boy gabba gabba."

me: "no, YOU da boy gabba gabba."

(repeat, repeat, repeat)

 

This is what we do while other kids are doing pre-school.

 

If I were not responsible for how you turn out, I would be completely entertained all day, every day:)

 

Counting papa's teeth and checking for sugar bugs.  

I was a little jealous of Giraffe for getting to nap

Again, even though baby is napping on a changing pad with a book as a blanket...still a little jealous.



2 peas in a...tunnel

You look like you're going off to school...maybe when you're bigger!

 

 

this may go in the wedding slideshow

the toilet paper tail...nothing wrong with saving some for later;)

 

"you da black one mommy, I da pink one.  ok?  ok."

"what do you want for your birthday Olivia?"

"um, PINK!"

PINK

10,000 reasons for my heart to sing

Defrosted cupcakes after being frozen over a month since you were sick for your birthday. 

Covered up freezer-burn with pink and sprinkles

 

Alaina!

Paige!

Amelia!

 

 

auntie looks like a model in this one:)  unkie and auntie took you for a week to play with Amelia and Isabelle.  That way I could catch up on housekeeping, sleep, and...re-energize for future Olivia gabba gabba conversations.  Again, bless the LORD for our family!

 

love,

mom