Sunday, August 31, 2014

31 August 2014

While in the car:
Alyson: Mama?
Me: Alyson?
Alyson: Hi dair!
Me: Hi there.
Alyson: Mama?
Me: Alyson?
Alyson: Hi dair!
Me: Hi there.

30 August 2014

Every time she got her hands covered in sand, Alyson would show them to me and try to shake the sand off while yelling:

"Yuck!"

29 August 2014

During dinner, Madelyn kept trying to get a fly to go away by yelling "shoo" at it. 
Alyson: Mama?
Me: Yeah?
Alyson: Shoo!

Thursday, August 28, 2014

28 August 2014

Things Alyson did to "help" while we were packing up clothes for going away this weekend:

1) Tried putting her pajama shirt and then her Elmo rattle toy into a small Planet Wise wetbag. She gave up and left everything on the floor.
2) Tried taking everything I had already packed in her bag out to hand to me so that I could put it away.
3) Disappeared for a few minutes and came back with some of my underwear and a shirt from the clean clothes that were still in a laundry basket in our room. She tried to pack them in her bag.
4) Put a pair of Madelyn's shorts in Madelyn's underwear/sock drawer for her.
5) Wanted to take her sandals downstairs, but couldn't because the gate at the top of the stairs was closed. Instead, she tried dropping them over the gate and down the stairs.

Wednesday, August 27, 2014

27 August 2014

We've been trying to get Alyson to say "I love you" and have a long way to go. It often sounds like "I dunoo." She's really close to signing it, though.

As Tony was saying good night to her:

Tony: Alyson, I love you!
Alyson: I......dddooont.
Tony: You don't love me?
Alyson: Yeah.

Tuesday, August 26, 2014

26 August 2014

This morning before I left Mom's, Alyson was being clingy and giving me lots of hugs while sucking her thumb.

Mom: What's in your mouth?
Alyson, taking her thumb out of her mouth long enough to answer: Dum. (Thumb.)
Mom: Can I have a taste?
Alyson walked over to her grandma while holding her thumb out for her.

Monday, August 25, 2014

25 August 2014

Tony and I were trying some Buffalo wings that our neighbor brought back from "the best Buffalo wing place in Buffalo, NY". Alyson walked into the kitchen and expressed her desire to have some.

Me: But they're spicy.
Alyson, reaching: Eh!
Me, giving her a small piece: Okay, here you go.
Alyson, after eating the piece: Haaaa.... (Hot.)
Me: Told you.
Alyson: Muhr? (More?)

She then finished most of the wing I was eating.