Working for a Living

For not quite 2.5 years old, Soapfi is pretty damn observant and retains huge quantities of information. We usually notice this when she is playing with her dolls and instigates some interesting (and revealing) scenarios and conversations. Her most recent topic of play has been to send her dolls to playschool while she goes to work.

Sometimes she pretends to be Mommy and goes to work on the computer, and other times she pretends to be Daddy and “fixes” her airplanes. Daddy is actually an acoustical engineer for a big airplane manufacturing company out here in the Northwest that I shall not name directly, and he troubleshoots noise problems (and he isn’t in community noise, so it’s not his damn fault the planes are loud when they fly over your house – it’s his fault the air thingies whine and you hear weird whistling sounds from air moving through the cabin). We figured at 2.5 “Daddy fixes airplanes” was close enough without getting into the details.

Turns out she filled in the details all on her own.  We were driving by the worlds largest building by volume, which is just across the street from Daddy’s office, and mentioned that sometimes Daddy works in that building too. And Soapfi pipped up “fixing airplanes”. So Mommy asked “Do you know how Daddy fixes airplanes?”

“Yep – with screwdrivers and batteries”

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Still Feeling Crafty

So the Etsy shop is going like gangbusters.  Okay, not professional level, have to start hiring me some little old ladies from the nursing home to keep up with the demand, gangbusters – but certainly more prolific than I ever imagined!

Twenty robot hats later, I finally sold a Jayne Cobb style hat (yeah!) so it’ll be a nice switch this weekend (and a chance to find what will ultimately be the FIFTH craft store in order to get more of that silver grey yarn), and I’m starting this months Crochet-A-Long with Fresh Stitches.

I’m going with a navy blue and off white – I have some really cute sleepy blue eyes from Suncatcher Craft Eyes I’ve been wanting to use.

And I’m still working in the background on my attempt at illusion knitting – can’t wait to see how it turns out… then I have a few ideas for some shawls I want to try to design and I want to figure out my own Super Mario Brothers 1up mushroom hat.

So much crafting, so little free time!!

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Your Moneys Is My Moneys

Without fail, at 7pm every Sunday, all summer long, the ICE CREAM MAN drives through our neighborhood. (And for some strange reason plays Christmas music.) Since Soapfi has bionic hearing, her head immediately pops up, she does that whole eyes open wide – mouth in an “O” expression, and she squeals in pure delightful anticipation.

Last Sunday was no exception. However, since 7pm last Sunday was post family picnic (see here for the litany of all she had eaten that afternoon!) a visit with the ice cream man was not in her cards. Since she can hear him from so bloody far down the block there was plenty of time for her to attempt to negotiate.

Explaining she had already had plenty of treats that day, she countered with “I’m still hungry”. Offering her fruit or cheese was countered with “I don’t want fruit and cheese”. So I finally said that Mommy didn’t have any money, and asked if Soapfi had her own money so she could buy ice cream. Soapfi immediately excitedly responded that yes, indeed, she did have her own money. (Which came as a shock to Mommy, as I know she doesn’t have a piggy bank yet, and she knows the difference between real money and her fake play money)

So she hopped down off her chair, marched up to Daddy held out her little hands and stated “Give me my moneys”!

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Bounce on Over

Sometimes life is a picnic, or in the case of our weekend and upcoming week, a series of picnics!

The first was a block party picnic in Grandma’s neighborhood on Saturday – complete with professionally catered BBQ, a dunk tank, the local fire department stopping by to show off their trucks, and a bouncy house! Soapfi had a blast.  She started out pretty chill (as always – takes her a bit to warm up to new people), but quickly got into the spirit of things.

At first she just enjoyed bouncing around in the bouncy house, but eventually wanted to do what all the big kids were doing, and climbed to the top of the slide, all on her own, and gave it a whirl.  She is usually not one for slides, but she took to this one pretty quickly, and two dozen trips later still wanted more, more, more!  She was the sliding queen.

Somewhere along the way she managed to stuff herself full of BBQ pork, cornbread muffins, and of course chocolate chip cookie – which ended up more on her face than in it!

Not to be outdone, on Sunday we drove down south to attend our annual family picnic for Grandpa’s side of the family. Naturally Soapfi charmed the socks of everyone, and even overcame her initial shyness to give her Great-Great Aunt her 90th birthday card. (Please let me be even HALF as feisty and fun to be around at 90 as my Great Aunt Elsie – that woman is amazing!) 

Four slices of watermelon, one banana, at least two dozen grapes, some angel food cake & ice cream, one hot dog, two slices of ham, a smattering of baked beans and two lollipops later she conked out for the two plus hour ride home!

My work picnic on Thursday has some pretty big picnic shoes to fill!

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The Big Move

It’s happening tonight, hopefully with very little fanfare, after all she hasn’t used it in over two weeks – which means tonight at dinner nostalgia will kick in and she’ll scream bloody murder to use it.

But we will put our collective feet down, perhaps I will have Daddy distract her with a trip to the park, and when she returns it will just be gone, never to be mentioned again.

Perhaps our luck will hold and she won’t even miss it… who am I kidding, the kidlet’s got a memory like a steel trap.

It doesn’t matter, the decision is made, it is getting a new home in the garage. Thanks for the memories, oh beloved $2.00 high chair we found at a yard sale, you served us well!

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The Yucks… Gold Medal Round

Because that’s just the way the universe works, it turns out that our first installment of the yucks was just the qualifying round.  This past weekend we had the gold medal event finals, and I’m proud to say that each member of the family took home gold at one point or another.

Daddy took gold for sounding the sickest – the upstairs bathroom would apparently make a great sound stage, the reverb was AMAZING!

Mommy took gold for most pathetic when sick – I spent my entire Saturday on the floor of the den since it was just mere feet from the downstairs bathroom.

Soapfi took gold in two categories – most volume in proportion to body size (she covered acres!!) and best attitude during the whole ordeal.

Soapfi was sick first, recovered first, and then was amazingly patient and caring while Mommy & Daddy were pathetic lumps all weekend. She brought us so many stuffed animals, patted our shoulders, brought fake water, real water, blankets….. of course it probably didn’t hurt that Calliou & the Wiggles were on constant repeat on the DVD player.  We were were both so sick, the TV was probably the only functioning “parent” in the house!

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I Swear…

Far too much apparently.  We’re pretty much over the yucks, but now we have Olympic Fever, so I’m still kind of lacking in the whole motivation to blog department, but this happened last night so I figured I would share.

Soapfi is in the midst of another round of “I can do it”, this time with the added caveat of “all myself”. So it has generated many a frustrating moment for her. Last night she was attempting to put the plastic shoes back on her Calliou doll and was having a rough go of it – they aren’t super hard plastic, but they are still a pain in the azz even for Mommy & Daddy to get on and off his feet, which are the size of the great white north.

After about 90 seconds of frustration she hurls the shoes and the doll across the room, mutters FUDGE (only just like in The Christmas Story she didn’t really say fudge, but instead let slip the mother of all swear words), and buries her head in the carpet and begins to cry.

Of course I’m one of those uncouth parents caught between laughing hysterically because at 2.25 years old she is already only swearing at situationally appropriate times, and with a great deal of panache, being mortified because she might do this in public and it will reflect badly on me & Daddy, and then being indignant that people get so riled up about words they have made taboo because sometimes you just need a good bout of swearing to let it all out.

In the end we let it go without comment, dealt with the frustration and the shoes, and are desperately trying to watch our own potty mouths.

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The Yucks

Our household has got ’em.

On the bright side, at least this time it’s just a garden variety viral infection of the throat and hasn’t gone straight to poor Soapfi’s ears like it has in the past.

But we’re all still sick & miserable, and since all the grossness that goes along with the yucks is adequately self descriptive I’ll leave the details to your own imagination, upholding my promise never to go overboard with the sharing of bodily functions etc.

Hopefully I’ll have the energy and motivation to post a cheerful pic tomorrow, and I’ll see you all on the flip side, crossing my fingers for the end of the week!

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Giddy-up!

As Soapfi continues to grow, she inches up on those minimum height requirement charts and more fun activities are open to her when we go places. We were delighted to find out she was big enough to go on her very first pony ride while we were at the Skagit Valley Highland Games. It was the best $4 we had spent all day – she was ecstatic.

We had been concerned it would turn into one of those things that sounded better in concept than in execution. That she would be excited right up until she actually got on the pony, and then it would morph into one of her “it’s scary” episodes. But she remained enthusiastic the entire time, from waiting in line for her turn, clear up until it was time to wave goodbye to the pony.

Early on she was concentrating fiercely on keeping her grip on the saddle horn, but by the fourth or fifth time around she was feeling brave enough to practice her parade wave!

The only downside to the experience has been for Mommy, as I am now the de facto pony around the house, and she likes to go for rides… a lot!

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Knights That Go Tee-hee-hee

The Kingdom of An Tir had best watch out – I present future SCA Baroness of Aquaterra – Mz Soapfi!

Over the weekend on our way home from the sprint car races (Which apparently made a bigger positive impression that we realized (or thought possible considering the bump to her noggin). We have been told that all Soapfi wanted to talk about Monday at playschool was getting to see the cars go fast – this conversation was accompanied by visual and sound effects that included (but was not limited to) running in circles really fast and making “vroom vroom” sounds.) we stopped off at the Skagit Valley Highland Games for all of ninety minutes.

The original plan was to keep our five year streak of getting T-shirts unbroken, and for Daddy to get his haggis fix. Lucky for us, it morphed into watching Soapfi have a blast being a kid, starting with the tried and true game of “dress up and pretend”.

It was a hard fought battle, but in the end neither the grass nor Daddy could defeat the mighty arm of Mz Soapfi!

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