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Rachel’s two!

Today was Rachel’s birthday. She got some very fun gifts and some cute outfits. Best of all, I let her eat all kinds of treats–chocolate cookies, chocolate chips, peanut butter cups . . . even two tiny handfuls of straight sugar tat I couldn’t wrest away from her after she ripped open a ten-pound sack. She was pretty thrilled (even if she decided to use her special birthday dinner [pizza] as lotion).

I needed to follow up that mother of the year act with something even awesomer, so I shot for the elusive highly-breakable-and-zero-fun-to-play-with gift category.

The winner? A piggy bank. I was hoping to find a purple one for her (I consider it “her” color, and Rebecca already has a pink piggy bank), but all I found was an interesting alternative:

Did she like it?

Um, yes. (Okay, really she’s trying to peer into the slot.)

It seemed like the older kids were most excited about Rachel’s birthday. Hayden and I were talking when he abruptly announced, “I’m gonna go give Rachel a double hug, because I love her so much–and she’s two years old!”

Rebecca even composed a song for her sister: “Oh, Wachew, I’m so g’ad you came into our famiwy. Today’s you biwtday. Today’s you SPECIAW! DAY! I awways wanted a sistay wike you!”

Rachel loves songs. She wasn’t singing when I snapped this, but this is how she sings (note her hand positions, especially her left) (and imagine a small child singing as loud and low as she can).

Rachel isn’t the only one growing up. Hayden finished kindergarten last week. Yesterday, he announced, “I’m a first grader now.”

“I know!” I said. “That’s crazy.”

[Biggest grin all day] “It’s not crazy! It’s fun!” [pause] “It’s funner than fun.”

Yes. Yes, it is.

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Busy times!

Hayden has “graduated” from Kindergarten (though he still has a little school left):

Rebecca has gone undercover:

Rachel? She should be dancin. (Yeah!) (RIP, Robin Gibb.)

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Taking it literally

This morning, Rachel didn’t get up until right before we left to take Hayden to school. I dressed her quickly, but she made it clear she wanted breakfast, too, when she brought a box of Trix over to me.

I promised her she’d be able to eat when we got home. That wasn’t enough, so I assured her, “Okay, you can have some cereal in your stroller.”

I meant on the way to school, in the stroller’s tray.

But she took me literally.

In case you can’t tell; it’s a ton. It’s a whole box.

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Can you say “Precocious”?

I had someone say that to me about one of my kids this last week, but I think it might apply to all of them. Yes, even the one with a twenty-word vocabulary.

This week, Hayden told Ryan (AKA Daddy) that he wanted to work on his birdhouse this weekend. Ryan agreed, but that wasn’t good enough for Hayden.

“Put it in your phone, Daddy.”

Ryan said, “Why do I need to put it on my phone?”

“Because,” Hayden replied, “your phone is smarter than you.”

Ouch.

Last night while we were finishing dinner, Rebecca picked up a picture of Jesus and pretended to read the information on the back, as if she were delivering a talk in Primary (which she hasn’t done yet—she keeps volunteering for prayers). About twenty minutes before, she discovered Rachel had absconded with her milk cup and finished it off. I finally appeased her tears—or so I thought.

After introducing her subject, Deezus, she continued on about Him for a while before I realized what she was saying:

“An’ he wants us to be nice . . . and kind . . . an’ not d’ink ouw big sistay’s d’inks. . . .”

Not on the subject of talking, but last week, Rachel was playing with her baby doll when she suddenly ran into the kitchen, opened the silverware drawer, and ran back:

(She actually got the baby’s mouth most of the time. She also shared some cereal later.)

Rachel is still working on words in general, so we applaud any of her efforts, even “yah” and “suh.” Unfortunately, her latest phrases have taken a sharp turn toward the negative:

When she gets upset, she flaps her hands like a floundering flightless fowl and wails, “No waaaaaay.”

And last week on a road trip, she realized we all found it hilarious when she answered any question with “Ummmmm no.” It’s a lot less cute the 45th time.

What’s your favorite precocious moment?

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Talking up a storm

Rachel is learning new words every week. Two of my recent favorites include “Yah” and “Suh” (sure). (That also kind of worries me that I’m raising the world’s most flippant one-year-old….)

However, it’s hard to beat this one:

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Today’s post

Is over on the MamaBlogga Facebook Page, largely because that was the only way to get the video off Ryan’s cell camera.

Check out the cute video of Rachel’s latest song and dance. Five words: interpretive dance and JAZZ HANDS. I’m so not joking!