Not a Toy for Little Girls

Last night I had some girlfriends over for a rousing round of the highly skilled game, Bunco.  Much fun was had by all, but while I was dividing up the cash prizes to the winners, I heard Lila start screaming upstairs.  I knew she had gotten out of bed to go to the bathroom, so I assumed she was screaming about something totally unimportant like a bug or her pants being on the wrong way.  I continued with my awards, but the screaming got much worse and more hysterical, so I started to head upstairs.  I quickly noticed Lila standing in my bedroom doorway with blood running down her thumb.

Of course I immediately picked her up, ran her into the bathroom, and started cleaning her up and figuring out what happened.  Amidst her sobs she looked at me and said, "Dat is not a toy for yiddle girls!" I noticed that she was gesturing to Johnny's razor. Ah yes, no that is not a toy for little girls.

The sobs continued, but I got the bleeding to stop and convinced her to put a Band-aid on it. I might add here that all my friends are still downstairs, putting this party on the list of "parties where Rachel's kids get really sick/hurt in the middle of the party" like this one.  Anywho, I get Lila, who is still crying, into her bed.  She starts to calm down and then immediately grows hysterical.  "I can't suck my thumb!" Oh crap.  She's hurt her sucking thumb. 

 "Can you suck your other thumb?"

 "No!!!!!"  Hysterical Sob "Go away!"

"You want me to go away?"

"No! I want the owie to go away!"

"Oh honey, I'm sorry.  It will go away soon."

"But I want God to heal it now!!!"

"I promise it will feel better in the morning."

Pause. "Dat is not a toy for yiddle girls."

"Nope."

Lila Talks About Death

Lila: (While on a walk) I think that's the cross that Jesus died on.

Rachel: Ummm no, Jesus died a long time ago...and not on that cross.

Lila: And then he went up to Heaven.

Rachel: That's right, and when you die, you'll go up to Heaven with him.  And Mommy and Daddy and Olive.

Lila: We're all going to go to Heaven.

Rachel: But we're not going to die for a long time because you don't die until you get old or if you're really sick or if there's an accident.

Lila: (Matter-of-factly) I'm going to die when I have a potty accident.
Rachel: Oh no no no no! That's not what I meant.

Clarity

So Lila is basically potty trained, except that at naps and bedtime she still wears a diaper.  I thought I should start moving her toward being totally potty trained, so I told her before naptime today that if she went all through naptime without tinkling in her diaper she could have some M&M's.  To this she responded, "Do we really have M&M's?"  Once I responded that I was not lying to her and that we did indeed have M&M's, she became extremely excited to earn them.

I knew that Lila was awake from her nap because I heard her knocking on her door and asking, "Elsa?"  I went up to get her out, and right when I opened the door I quickly smelled the delightful smell of a dirty diaper.  Lila had a huge smile on her face, and exclaimed, "Mom! I didn't tinkle! I can have M&M's!"  I confusedly said, "But Lila, you pooped."  The smile got even bigger, and she replied, "I know! I didn't tinkle!"

The College Talk

Rachel: Lila, you can go wherever you think is right for college, but Mommy and Daddy think that Wheaton is a really good choice.

Lila: But I don't want to go to Weakness.

Rachel: Wheaton.

Lila: I don't want to go to Wheaton.

Johnny: Why not?

Lila: I don't want to!

Rachel: Why don't you want to go to Wheaton?

Lila: I don't want to go to Wheaton.  I want to go to the grocery store.

Rachel: Well they have grocery stores at Wheaton.  They even have Trader Joe's.

Lila: But I don't want to...okay I could go to Trader Joe's.  (Pause) Lights and display contest!? Win money, money, money!

Oh Lolly

Lila finally figured out that Trader Joe's has free lollipops.  And it only took a few very long seconds of her creepily staring at and standing very closely to the kids who already had lollipops to figure out where they were kept.  She then sucked on it the entire way home and for another 20 minutes on the couch with Dad.  She then proceeded to find me in the kitchen with her chewed up leftover stick to say, "I didn't eat it all."  "You ate it all! Good job!"  "No! I didn't eat it all."  I stared at the chewed up stick.  "Ok...you didn't eat it all..."  "Yeah." And she threw away the stick.  She is either confused about the purpose of the stick, or I am going to find part of a lollipop somewhere in the couch.

Oh yeah, and we have another kid too.  She's pretty cute.

Lila Says

Lila: Mama? Where are you? I miss you! I want to let you guys be with me always!

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Rachel: So what do you think you want to be for Halloween?

Lila: A Teacher! Or a mommy!  When I grow up.

Rachel: I think you are confused about the difference between Halloween and growing up. For Halloween you could be a ladybug...or a princess...

Lila: I will be a princess.  When I grow up.

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Upon playing with Daddy's stud finder for the fourth time.

Rachel: Lila! What did I say!?

Lila: But it's wonderful!

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While playing pretend with Aunt Lauren's roommate's cat's toys.

Lila: You are in time out!
Lila: But we want to be with our Mommy and Daddy!
Lila: No! You are in time out!
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Lila: I'm Track Star Lila!
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After waking up in a very bad mood from nap time.
Rachel: Don't you want to go to the park with Daddy after he gets home?
Lila:  No! I want him to go back to Army!

Putting Mama to Sleep

As we all know, Lila has a slight obsession with putting things to sleep.  Yesterday she decided I was next, so I lay down on the floor on this lovely little pillow.  Lila quickly informed me that the pillow was NOT for me but was instead for Baby Ahyive.

This was my pillow:

When I complained, she looked at me, sighed, and said, "It's all we have."

She then proceeded to sing "Feed the Birds" to me with her own little twist at the end.

Night One Without Daddy

Lila: But where's Daddy?

Rachel: Remember he's gone at Army.

Lila: But I miss him!

Rachel: I know; I miss him too.

Lila: Do you want me to make you feel better?

Rachel: Yes please.

(Big hug from Lila with lots of pats on the back.)

Do You Want to Draw A Snowman?

The new Ikea benches for my kitchen were delivered on Friday.  And by "new benches" I mean pieces of wood, an Allen wrench, an instruction manual and two or three moments of "I'm pretty sure I don't have all the pieces."  Also included were a few large pieces of paper.

We got out our crayons that very safely reside in the drawer of the coffee table right across from the WHITE CHAIR, and Lila immediately asked me to color the princess from Frozen slamming the door.  Then she wanted the other princess from Frozen slamming the door too.  I should mention that I was arguing about a line from the movie with my 17 year old brother last night, and he said, "Trust me. I've seen it like five times." 

Next Lila asked me to draw some stairs. (She didn't believe they were stairs so I had to prove it by drawing a person climbing the stairs.)

Then she wanted me to draw a calendar.  I didn't even know she knew what a calendar was.

 There was also a sheep and a chair included in that set of requests.  Then we moved on to the chalk board in the kitchen where she asked me to draw swings and a slide.  She then tried to sit on the swings, which didn't work, so she informed me that she can sit on them when she's older.  She's also looking forward to being older because when she turns sixteen she has requested our 2006 Pilot, our iPad, and our computer.  Johnny also offered to throw our phones into the deal.

The Hutsons Watch Frozen for the First Time

Lila: I wonder what's going to happen to Frozen.

Rachel: I don't think the princess's name is actually "Frozen."

Rachel: Wait, I missed it. How did the parents die?

Johnny: They froze to death.

Rachel: Really?

Johnny: Yeah, it's called Frozen.

Rachel: Are you going to dream about snow tonight?

Lila: Uh huh and talking snowmen.

Rachel: I wonder when they're going to make it into a musical.

Johnny: They will probably let it go for a little while.

Pause

Rachel: Ba ha ha.

Compliments and Reprimands from Lila

Lila: Mama you supposed to do laundry?

Rachel: Yeah I'm folding laundry because that's what mommies do. It's not very fun.

Lila: You my mommy.

Rachel: Yes I am. I love being your mommy.

Lila: You good at being mommy.

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Rachel: Lila you need to be nice to Olive. We love Olive.

Lila: No no no! We not!

Rachel: Yes we do. She's our friend.

Lila: No no no! She not our friend!

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Rachel: I'm sorry that I yelled, but you were behaving very badly. We need to behave better ok?

Lila: No it not ok. It mean!

"Gummies Make My Finger All Bedder"

 Well we had our first urgent trip to urgent care on Monday night.

Lila was standing on a chair in our dining room while Johnny and I were getting dinner on the table, and the next thing we knew she had tipped the chair backwards, falling face first into the chair rail on the wall (notice the diagonal stripe across her face ie. chair rail).  When it happened, our first fear was her teeth because she was bleeding from her mouth, but Johnny checked her out and she seemed ok.  Then I noticed that her right index finger was huge and bruised.  I think she had been holding onto the chair and that finger got caught between the chair and the wall.  She couldn't move it very well, and she was crying and crying, so Johnny called our pediatrician who was still open, and they said to bring her in.  At the time of the accident, Lila had been trying on her flower girl dress for Aunt Suzanne's wedding on Saturday.  Luckily I had just taken it off of her and had yet to put new clothes on her, so no wedding clothes were harmed in the making of this accident.  The only problem was that Lila was so upset that she refused to put on clothes before we went to the doctor, so we just brought her to the doctor sans clothing.  The only way I even got her in the car was to give her Trader Joe's penguin gummies.  As she was eating them, she kept saying, "Gummies make my finger all bedder."

She did a great job at the doctor and was very brave.  They don't think the finger is broken, but we are supposed to keep an eye on it.  She does have some lovely scratches on her face which will be perfect for the aforementioned wedding.

Lila has been very humbled by the whole experience, telling everyone she meets about how she got hurt and that she won't stand on a chair again.  Yesterday morning I was giving her a hug, and I said, "I'm sorry that you got hurt." She responded, "I sorry Mama.  It my fault."  I started laughing, and Johnny responded, "Well, yes it was."  I think she gets her humility from me.

Lila Gives Relationship Advice

Lila: Mama your hair wet?

Rachel: No it's just down because I got it cut. Do you think I should go out on the town and meet some guys?

Lila: (Shaking her head) No you no meet some guys.

Johnny: Yeah I'm her guy, right Lila?

Lila: Mama, you need Daddy.

Cake For Lunch

Rachel: Lila, do you want to have macaroni for lunch?

Lila: No I just have cake.

Rachel: Well that cake is for your birthday party on Sunday.

Lila: No it's not.

Rachel: Yes it is.

Lila: No! Don't talk!

Rachel: (Laughing on the inside) Don't talk to me like that or you'll have to go in time out for being rude.

Lila: Why you say that?!

It seems that teaching her to be independent has backfired a little earlier than I expected.

Workin' At the Car Wash

I needed to kill a little time on Friday, so I decided to take the girls through the car wash.  Lila had never been before, so I really talked it up.  So much fun, give the car a bath, yada yada yada. 

Let's just say it was not so much fun.  Poor Lila was terrified.  She held it together and didn't cry, but she had the trembling lip for the entire three minute ordeal.  It was not unlike when my dad took my parents' dog, Tess, through the car wash and she peed all over his car. I at least at the wherewithal to put a diaper on Lila.

After it was all over and we recovered, the entire way home Lila kept saying, "I so brave.  I so brave."

Indeed you are, Lila.  Indeed you are.

Hey Good Lookin'

"I yook bootiful, Mama."

What the Girls Say

Rachel: Lila what are you going to eat for Thanksgiving?

Lila: Baby Jesus!

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Little Sister: Daddy?

Rachel: Honey, I don't know where Daddy is.

Little Sister: Sigh...Army.

Rachel: No...I think he's just in the bathroom.

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Rachel: Lila, who's coming to visit for Christmas?

Lila: Baby Jesus!

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After getting out of the bathtub and putting on a diaper...

Lila: No more naked baby!

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Out of the Mouths of Babes

Rachel: Do you know who that is? That's Jesus.
Lila: Jejus?
Rachel: Yeah, Jesus. 

Lila: Uh oh Jejus.



Lila: Bye bye Jejus.

First Sentences

Lila has been talking up a storm lately, so I wanted to make sure that I documented some of her first sentences.



The very first sentences that she said were variations on "Bye bye" and "Night night" with a person's name added.  For example: "Bye bye Dada"  "Night night baby."  Thrilling, I know.

The first interesting sentence that she said, however, was when she and I were in the car, and she had been rewarded with one of those applesauce pouch things.  She was upset because she couldn't get any more to come out, so she loudly proclaimed, "Mama, sceez it!"  Asking me, of course, to squeeze more of the applesauce up.

Now much of her day is spent asking for "More cackahs!", saying "Sossy" when she does something wrong, making different animal noises (including snail which is kind of a slurping sound), and identifying every object that she knows (which is pretty much dog, book, and bug).

We love our little Lila Margaret.  She is currently sitting in my lap while I'm trying to finish this begging that we watch the "puhpuh!" on youtube.