Going on 16

Yes I live with a 2 year-old who is probably going to turn 16 on her next birthday.  This is what came out of her mouth the other day when I told her it was time to go potty.

"No mom!  This is my life!  I do what I do!"

Awesome.  I did not actually see her while she said this, but I've gotten enough sass from her to imagine that she had one hand on her hip and she was pointing at me while leaning forward with her best this is the last time I'm going to tell you this mom face.

Potty training certainly brings out the best in both of us.  More on that later maybe...

Mad Face, Happy Face

Megan loves having her picture taken.  But she always wants to make either her "mad face" or her "happy face."  Maybe someday I'll get a picture of her smiling, but for now, this is what we get.  :)

Mad Face

Happy Face

New Addition

We've added a new addition to the Frost family.  It's not the baby you're thinking it might be.  She still has a month or so of cooking to do.  I'll introduce him in Megan's words (this is what she said to some stranger at a park who said he was cute).

"This is my dog Mo.  He is a shih tzu-maltese.  We picked him at the shelter."

So there you go.  She cracked me up when she said that.  First of all she sounded so adult like with such a long string of sentences that didn't start turning into nonsense like they usually do.  And this is not something we have trained her or taught her to say.  She has just apparently heard us say that to other people.  What a goof.

Mo is a good dog.  He is 1 year old so he definitely still has some puppy tendencies (over excitement, chewing and more chewing, and playing a little rough), but I think he will be a great dog for our family.  He's really patient with Megan...even when she wants to ride him or hug him tight around the neck or kick him.  Overall she loves him; just a little too much sometimes.

Day at the Park

I am finally getting around to posting again.  Work has been so crazy lately I haven't felt like touching a computer outside of work.  But, it has finally calmed down so now I can blog and share the few, very few, pictures we've taken lately.

I am so glad we have had a few nice days to play outside.  I don't do well inside all the time.  And I don't think Megan does either, or I just make her crazy because I'm crazy.  One of the two.

 

She climbed this thing all by herself.  Scared me half to death.

 This is Megan's "happy face."  She likes to make her "happy face" in pictures rather than smiling.

So 2

Megan is such a two year old.  I love her to death and she says the funniest things, but she is definitely very emotional and a total pill at times.

 This girl definitely has personality and she says and does things that keep us laughing for days.  Here are some of the funny things I want to remember about Megs.

• While having breakfast I asked Megan to please use her spoon and try not to spill the milk in her cereal.  She responded (in the nicest way), "Oh mom, you're such an old lady!"
• Just before chucking one of her stuffed animals down the stairs she holds their face right next to hers and says "Don't be scary."
• She loves Mickey Mouse Clubhouse and will randomly call out "Oh Toodles!"
• Lately when she wakes up in the morning she calls out "Hello?  Anybody there!?  Mom?  Dad?  Anybody there?"  The other morning she woke up and said "Mom.  I can see the light!"
• In the bathtub showing me how her whale can blow bubbles she held it under the water and said "Wait for it.  Wait for it."  (That definitely comes from her dad.)
•  While at "Grammy" Clayson's she was trying to get the chicken into it's spot in the barn and was having a hard time.  She said "Oh come on chicken.  I don't have time for this."
• Anytime dad is doing something crazy with her she will tell him "Careful.  Careful."  (Bet ya can't guess where that comes from.)
• She also says grown up things like "Have a good day at work" and  "Drive safe" and "I'll miss you.  Love you!"  Although if we say miss you to her she says "No!  Don't miss me!" meaning don't go.
• A couple weeks ago we had a yucky stomach bug at our house.  She loves talking on the phone and wanted to call Grammy Clayson, so I let her call.  Grandma said hello and Megan said "Grammy?  You have green poops too?"
•  She likes to play doctor and give me shots.  So I pretend I am scared for the shot and she says while softly rubbing my arm "Mom, don't be scared at this.  Shots are wonderful!"
• When we ask her if she has something she wants to say to little sister (who she wants to name Pumpkin) she says "Get outta there!"
• She was playing while I was cleaning in a separate room.  Suddenly she came running in and said in her most serious voice, "Mom.  Come on.  There is something very dangerous in here."  She took me into the bathroom.  I expected to see razors on the floor or something actually scary.  Instead, I saw all of dad's cu tips all over the floor.  She wouldn't even walk into the bathroom until I cleaned them up.
• Stemming from the fact that she doesn't like how I have to hold her with a pregnant belly...While carrying her dog Scout around the house on her hip.  "I'm sorry Scout.  I can't hold you tighter or baby sister will fall out of my tummy."

I could go on and on.  And I probably will add more as I think of them.  This is for me anyway so that one day when she screams something at me and slams doors and etc. etc. I can look at this post and remember there is cuteness inside the monster.  :)

And some of the not so cute things she says on a regular basis...

• "I can't."
• In a mumbley, super angry voice while walking away, "I never get to do anything I want!"
• "It's not fair!"
• "That's not my job!"