1. She loves calling me "Honey" versus "Mommy". No idea where this came from. I didn't even realize that Chris calls me Honey. He MUST though because she picked it up from him. I pick her up from school "HI HONEY!!". It's so cute yet so peculiar at the same time. Also a good reminder to be careful what her little sponge-like ears hear!
2. She hates having covers on her when she sleeps. As the super paranoid mom that I am, I'm constantly trying to go in and cover her up and she kicks them off of her while simultaneously yelling at me to stop it. I feel like she MUST be cold because she asks for the fan to be on "Mom fan!". With her little shorts and no socks on, it gives me anxiety just thinking about it.
3. She LOVES to dance and sing. She dances to everything. I found her the other day using her flip stick as a microphone. She immediately got all embarrassed and hid it behind her back. She can memorize dance moves and songs on her favorite shows (Hi-5 and High School Musical).
4. She loves pickles. "Padoooole" Lots of them. Could eat three in a row if I let her. Apple doesn't fall far from the tree. She even eats them the same way I do! Bite off the seeds first, then the next layer. Skin last. We sit, watch movies and eat pickles. Maybe it has something to do with all the pickles I ate while I was pregnant with her. Hmmmm...
5. She says "Please" and "Thank you" to everything! Although she can make me absolutely crazy at times, she really, truly, listens well. If we're out at the store and she sees a candy bar (Why on EARTH do they put candy bars so low and in the check-out lane where they KNOW kids will grab them. Must've been thought of by someone with no children!) she'll pick it up and say "Mommy, treat?" and give me that super uber cute face. Then she adds in "Good girl?" I tell her no treat and to put it back....AND SHE DOES. No questions asked. I know this stage won't last, so I'm bragging about it for now!
6. She loves to hug and kiss. Most affectionate little thing...it's almost hard to believe she came out of me! Every day she leaves for school, gives me a smooch, says "I love too" and runs out the door. Chris takes her to school, loves on her and they say "Happy Day" and he leaves. It's not quite that smooth when I drop her off. I usually have to run out of the room with her chasing after me screaming and then bangs her hands on the glass screaming "MOMMY NOOOOO". Yeah, it's heart breaking!! Good thing they have webcams. I sign online and can see her laughing and joking. When I go to pick her up, she doesn't want to leave. So I know it's all about making me feel guilty (and it works).
7. She loves her nuk. Period. The thing is currently about a quarter of an inch long and with a slice up the center. SHE STILL WANTS IT! She doesn't really use it to go to sleep or anything. Ok that was a lie, she chews on it, starts to pass out and then spits it out. I feel like an evil mom throwing it away. My plan is to cut it down again this weekend. *sigh* don't hate me Sydney.
8. She's amazing at peeing on the potty. Truly! For some reason the poop is a bit tougher to achieve. She seems to tell us AFTER she's already gone. "Mommy pee pee". I then smell it and say "Sydney that's a poopy in your pants!!" "Yes" ugh. Nothing is more fun to clean than poop in a pull up. Especially when you don't know it's there and pull her pants down quickly for her to use the toilet. *cringe*
9. She helps. With everything! We clean the carpet, she uses her vacuum. We unload the dishwasher, she puts her sippy cups together. I empty groceries from the car, she wants to carry a bag. I pick up items in the store, she chucks them over her shoulder into the cart (scared the hell out of Chris the first time. I saw him quickly take the bananas out of the cart and replace them with a bunch that didn't have the old heave ho done to it). I fold towels, she jumps on the pile. I water plants, she waters plants. It's great! I'm going to enjoy this stage. All too quickly I'll be begging for help and hear "NO!"
10. She can swim!! Well not on her own, but she kicks her legs like crazy and actually swims with her arms too! It's crazy! We put her on the edge of the pool and she can use her arms to monkey walk along the ledge. Then all by herself she (while saying it outloud) lifts herself up to her elbows "ewbow", then to her belly "belly" and gets her knees underneath her "kneeee" and then jumps to a standing position clapping for herself!
Sydney, we love you. Soooooo much! Now stop growing up so fast. xoxo
On Saturday morning we headed over to Heritage Park Zoo. I would categorize it as a bit of a rustic zoo. Small, cute and quiet. While walking through the zoo, I saw this small little house. It looked so cute, scratch that, scary! It had these black strips of plastic hanging over the door with a big sign "Tarantula House". I asked Chris if he wanted to go in with me and he quickly responded with "Not a chance in hell". I walked through the creepy doorway and it was dark. REALLY dark. Lots of small little aquariums built into the wall with spiders all over the place. I felt the rush of the panic attack coming on and I quickly turned around to run like a little girl. Apparently my feet were much faster than my brain because I attempted to take a wall out with my arm as I bolted. A few cuts and a bruised ego later (due to Chris standing on the outside of the house laughing and giving me the whole "I told you so" line) we were on our way to what Sydney said "




On Saturday night we made a fire and made some 




Lifeguard is ON DUTY
"Mommy, where Daddy go?" ............"AIR HE EEEES"














