Our life is pretty cool most of the time...even on sick days. We went to the doctor yesterday for Sadie's pink eye, and it occurred to me: I must miss a million funny Sadie stories while she's at school all day and I'm at work. Her teachers are so lucky they get to hang out with her. Do they know that?
Here are a few of the fun things that happened yesterday:
Story #1 - Cookie Thief. I said "this is your last cookie," but apparently she took that to mean, "this is your second-to-last cookie" because she snuck one more 'last cookie:'
Story #2: Sadie helped me take the trash to the dumpster. She pushed her "buggy" full of trash while I carried the rest in armloads. She was wearing
this tutu and the undershirt you see in her cookie picture. And her tinkerbell flip flops. Pushing her little cart. Taking some trash. Have you ever seen a princess roll the garbage out to the dumpster before? It was awesome.
Story #3: As a reward for taking her eye drops, I let Sadie go to the store to pick out a special treat. After she takes her medicine for 5 days, if she does a good job and acts like a big girl, we will go back to the store and get it, but until then, I want to be able to let her look forward to it (and keep it as a carrot for our eye drop fights). She chose a Cinderella dress. I don't love the Disney princess dresses because the licensing fees they have to pay to produce that crap makes it even crappier, but I know she loves them, so I try very hard to balance my anti-marketing-to-my-kid campaign with my let-my-kid-be-a-kid campaign. Then she saw some princess dress up shoes:
Me: Do you want the shoes instead of the dress?
Sadie: YES!
(two aisles later)
Me: Sadie, look at this (way better, much prettier, much higher quality) butterfly dress!
...do you want that instead of the shoes?
Sadie: No, I want the Cinderella dress.
Me: Ok - the Cinderella dress it is!
(an hour later as I'm getting ready to put in the drops)
Me: Sadie, do you remember what you want to get for your special treat if you do a good job with your eye drops?
Sadie: Yes! I'm getting a Cinderella dress! And princess shoes! And a butterfly dress!
Story #4: While we were at the store picking out Sadie's special treat(s?), she met a little boy named Henry. We had a play date in the middle of the princess aisle:
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Henry: Look - that's a mirror, I'm going to turn it on!
Sadie: No, you can't turn it on, see, I'll show you. {pushes rhinestone to prove point}
Henry: What's this?
Sadie: That's a wand.
Henry: What kind of wand is that?
Sadie: That's an Ariel wand. She's a princess. And these are princess shoes. Do you want to see these baby girl princesses?
Henry: Yeah - let's play with those!
Sadie: Ok! Look! You can push these buttons!
Henry: {helps Sadie push buttons} OK. I have to go look at the boy toys now.
Sadie: Ok, bye!
(several minutes later)
Me: Sadie, we need to find a black marker. Hey, look! There's your friend Henry!
Henry: Hi!
Sadie (looking annoyed at Henry): I have to go, WE are looking for a MARKER.
And that was that.
So cute!!
Story #5:
Me: Sadie, what are you doing?
Sadie (bent over a tic tac on the floor at the store): I'm lookin' at this!
Me: Please don't touch that, it's trash!
Sadie (scrunching face): Look at that white trash!
...glad we weren't at Wal Mart.
Story #6: Daddy had a rough day. I told Sadie we needed to get Daddy a special treat so that we could show him that we think he's doing a great job at school. We found a bag, some $1 glasses, and a marker (see story #4), and made him a little gift bag for his present (a CD).
Sadie drew the face herself!
She handed the bag to Eric and said, "Here Daddy, here is a special treat for you. You didn't do a very good job?" Poor Daddy. Who taught that kid to talk?
And then I saw these little guys on the way home...
They reminded me that we have a pretty fun thing going...I love my family.