Happy Summer, everyone. Jeepers creepers, it’s hot. Gives me an excuse to run around the house and backyard stark naked.
Big news: I’m weaned. Wait a minute… I am??? How the heck did that happen?? You mean, it’s gone?? That’s it?? Seriously??? I think Mom pulled a fast one on me!
I also decided to hop back on the potty train for good. Right after coming back from Mystic after Memorial Day, I decided I wanted nothing to do with diapers or pull-ups (ed note: right after a big order from diapers.com!!) and I’ve been pretty successful! I think I got inspired by Paprika on Blue’s Clues. Hey, if a small spice jar can be potty trained, so can I. I have the occasional mishap, nothing in the super nasty category, but I have been out and about in all sorts of locations wearing the panties. Go, Me!
We went to NYC for Mother’s Day. Mom decided she wanted to go to the Metropolitan Museum of Art. We had lunch on the steps and then went inside. I really liked the museum — so many paintings and pretty colors. I think it’s mean to put all those beautiful things on display and then not let me touch them. I let people touch my paintings…who does this Van Gogh dude think he is? We also went to three different playgrounds in Central Park which was great fun for me.
May saw some fun times. Apple Blossom Day came and brought with it another bouncy house!! You may remember my love of bouncy houses from Apple Blossom Day last year.
Germantown Playgroup ended in May, but not before “Worm Day.” A woman from Cornell Cooperative Extension came and showed us her pet worms. We each got to touch one and lie on the ground and wiggle like worms. It was such a big day, Aurora and I crashed on the way home.
My babysitter Sally became super busy and can’t watch me anymore. But, because Mom and Dad have a dependent care account with money they have to use up, I get to go to preschool in the fall! It’s called Funshine, and it’s right down the street. We went to pick up some info and they invited me on in to play with them. They have a big playground in the back and some slides and tricycles in the gym. It is going to be fun!!
My mom bought a fun new toy for her birthday: a bike trailer. It was a bit daunting at first but I really like it now. Mom has to get used to riding a bike again!! It’s also a bit hard to drag a 32 pound kiddo in a 15 lb trailer. We figure it will be the best mode of transportation to get to and from preschool.
My invisible friends (Comba, Combi, Swahtee, and Ettianna) are still around, although Comba has definitely become a more active figure. I like to push them on the swings at the playground. We always have to make sure we have all the friends when we leave the playground. (ed note: sometimes we get her to leave the playground by saying Comba is already in the car waiting for us!)
I got my hair cut!! It was completely out of control! Curls are cute and all, but they can become a tangled mess. Rather than go have it professionally done, my mom chopped some off while I was taking a bath. It’s still curly and a bit tangly at times, but much more manageable than before. It’s super cute too!
I continue as always to be a hysterical little thing. I say so many funny things it’s hard for Mom and Dad to write them all down.
Sophie: I want my mommy to take me out. Grammy (making fun): I want my mommy to take me out. Sophie: You’re a grown up. You can get out of the car by yourself.
Dad, I’m going to play you some music and blow your world.
(Tumbling a baby doll) That’s a mighty fine summersault!
Mom: What should we do first? Sophie: I want to see the slides.
–5/14/06, upon first entering the Metropolitan Museum of Art
“Nasty, huh… Pretty funky in there.”
–5/20/06, commenting about the backwash I’d done earlier into Mom’s water glass
Wow, a lot of people are coming to Mystic today. Grammy, why are all these people coming to your house?
–Memorial Day week 2006, watching a lot of people come off the train at the station right near my Grammy and Grampy’s house, which I equate with “going to Mystic”
Sophie: Hey, Mark, hey, Mark, wait. I want to come downstairs. I need to ask you a question. Mark: Can’t you ask me your question here? Sophie: We’ll go downstairs. I’ll meet you there, and then I’ll have the conversation. [They go downstairs.] Sophie: Hey, Dad, I want to go in the swing. That was the conversation.
Me: [some question or request I can’t remember] Mom doesn’t answer. Me: I’ll take that as a yes.
I’ll go get a red one. It will have ripe. There’ll be no pink at all. I’ll make sure.
–6/20/06, about to pick a strawberry from our garden
Everything’s comfortable! The ottoman, the chair…
–6/21/06, after Dad mentioned that the air in the basement is comfortable
I like blue clouds in the sky. Clouds don’t make noise.
–7/3/06, after discussing how I don’t like the noise made by fireworks
Are you making the bed with a monkey in it!?
–7/4/06, with Mom making the bed while I jumped around on it