Oh she makes me laugh, ya'll.
Because this blog serves as a recording of my life with these kiddos, I have been meaning to record a few things that are just so Ada.
1. Every morning after she wakes up, she goes with me into the bathroom where I brush my teeth and weigh. And she always asks, "can I wave too?" And then she climbs on the scale.
2. For some reason, she thinks Colonel Sanders (as in KFC) looks like my dad, so whenever we pass the KFC sign, she says, "there's Charlie."
3. Again, we are working on obedience, including attitude. We tell her that to obey means, "doing what you're told to do, when you're told to do it, with the right heart attitude." (Life Action Ministires anyone?) So...in two year old speak, we will ask, "are you happy?" when she is obeying. And if she is not happy, we often stop to pray about it. Well the other day, John was screaming, I couldn't get the phone or internet to work, and the house was a mess. In my frustration, I snapped at Ada, 'and she said, "are you happy, mommy?" I immediately said that no I wasn't, and I apologized. She keeps me on my toes.
4. She lives in a pretend world nearly 24-7. For instance, the other day on the way to the library, we had to pretend that we were going to the park instead, and our entire conversation consisted of what we would do at the park. Afterwards, when we were driving home, and I forgot that we had "been to the park," she got so upset, to the point of tears. Oh my, two years is building my patience.
5. Speaking of pretending, at night when we are putting her to bed, she imaginary hugs different people. What I mean is, after she really hugs Scott and me, she then hugs the air and says, "good night, Near, good night Mae-Mae, good night, Mary Ann" etc. It can really take a while to finish "hugging" everyone.
6. On the same trip home from the library that I mentioned above, Ada said, "mommy, when I grow up, I am going to be a daddy and go to work." I explained that girls grow up to be mommies, not daddies (Lord willing, they become mommies, I mean). She got really upset and insisted that she would grow up to be a daddy, so I decided not to push it, and at dinner that night she told Scott that she would, in fact, grow up to be a daddy.