A week or so ago, we were driving home from Puddle Duck and Lucy dropped her shoe out the window. I usually roll her window down (no, not all the way) when we pull off the main road onto the street leading up to our neighborhood. I had just turned the corner onto Northwoods Circle when I saw something out the corner of my eye.....What did you do I ask? She grins at me and says UH OH while raising her naked right foot up to her mouth.....
Lucy likes vuvuzelas....we concoct them out of paper towel tubes...and by concoct I mean we hand the tube to her when we use the last sheet of Bounty.......she also discovered she can use it as a telescope.....or have it for a snack.....
There was a fire in the parking lot at Puddle Duck last Wednesday when I picked up Lucy. When we walked outside, she pointed and looked at it all wide eyed and concerned and declared UH-OH! Not sure why it made me laugh so hard as it was a fire.....Mummy's note: no one was hurt. It was a little grass fire most likely sparked by a discarded cig...though it was right under a tree.....
Sometimes, to coax Lucy up the stairs for her bath, I chase after her as the Mummy Monster...using my best Mummy Monster voice I say "The Mummy Monster is going to get you...run from the Mummy Monster...." and I raise up my hands and chase after her (moving sort of like one of the Mummies from the old Scooby Doo cartoons) The other night, I started doing Mummy Monster and she started giggle and spluttering as she does, turned and ran towards the stairs as fast as her little legs and cankles would carry her...and slammed into the bottom step so hard it knocked her back on her bum! And she jumped right up still laughing and spluttering and began to scale the stairs to escape the Mummy Monster.....
Apparently, Lucy is the official greeter/send off party at Puddle Duck. The teachers keep telling me, as they wipe tears of laughter from their eyes, that she stands in the door way of the infant room and waves Hi to every one as they walk in or by the room...and if they are leaving, she waves and blows kisses....running for mayor at the tender age of 15 months.....apparently everyone there knows her....just like Papa!
Lucy enjoys her bath time more and more.....she has a cadre of toys she drags in and out with her. One being a squirt toy that is a whale with a blow hole.....the other night she was playing in the tub and managed to squirt herself directly in the eye....twice......both times followed by Uh-Oh
Lucy went swimming again yesterday, in the big pool...this time, she went under!
Two more words to her add to her resume:
Jack, as in my nephew Jack. We show her family pictures and tell her everyone's name. Jack is easy to say and her favorite picture of him is on the end table in the spare room. She stands in front of it, waves and says Hi Jack! She'll probably pass out the first time she meets him. Not mama but Jack.....
Owl, as in Owl from Winnie the Pooh. She has a Pooh board book and in it are pictures of all the characters. We of course tell her all the names, she repeats Owl. Not Mummy but Owl.....by the way, did you know Winnie the Pooh's real name is Edward?
Maria, the Mum
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