Mireya Photos

I thought I would post a bunch of photos of Mireya. Some of them are older and some of them are new, but they are all cute!

Is there a problem?

Cheesy grin!

CUTENESS!

Sleeping Angel

I LOVE Mireya's bed-head!

I don't think she EVER stops moving.

Could She Get Any Smarter!?

As all of you that read my posts know, I ADORE Mireya. I am always saying how cute she is and how much I love her. I have probably bragged about how she is the best baby ever nine hundred times, but it's TRUE! Just when I think that she really can't get any more amazing and adorable, she does.

I really need to get some new videos up of her talking. She says a lot of words that other toddlers say, but it's the way Mireya says them that makes them so incredibly cute. In my last post I mentioned that Mireya says "NO" a lot more. She says it with this little sassy attitude, which almost always makes me laugh. My favorite right now though, has to be what she calls bunnies. They are currently her favorite thing in the entire world and the few stuffed bunnies she has, she takes with her everywhere. She sees a bunny, points to it and says, "BUN!" She says it with so much enthusiasm. "Mama, BUN!" Not bunny, just bun.

Mireya has finally learned how to climb onto things. Jason and I have done our best to prolong that specific milestone, because it just opens up a whole new can of worms and challenges for us. Mireya, of course, couldn't be more excited. Now she can climb up onto the couches whenever she wants, he can try to climb up our cat castle thing, she tries to climb everything now. There are two major problems with that. One, she can now reach even more things that she shouldn't be playing with, and two, she doesn't get the danger of falling off of something. She keeps trying to jump off the couches and she is oblivious to the fact that she will get hurt if she does.

Mireya has gotten really good at drinking out of a cup. She still spills one out of every five glasses, but heck, so do I. :) However, she now wants to have a drink out of every glass she sees. I remember how she stole other people's lemonades at her friends birthday party. Today, she got a hold of my coffee. No, she didn't drink any, she just spilled it all over me and the couch.

At least her potty training is going pretty well. She still doesn't really ask to go potty, we just have to catch her in the act, but it's getting better. I am so happy that it isn't as hard as I thought it was going to be. It's still frustrating sometimes, but it's not too bad.

Mireya surprises me all the time. I took her for a walk down to get the mail the other day and I let her hold my keys on the way back. We got back to the front door and she tried to stick a key in the lock! She has been paying attention when I do it, I guess. After we got inside she ran into the kitchen and started to throw a fit. I was like, "What? What's wrong? Why are you freaking out?" I asked if she was hungry and got an emphatic, "NO" and then she yelled, "DEESHES! DEESHES!" I couldn't believe it, but my one and a half year old was asking me if she could do the dishes. Sure enough, when I opened the dishwasher, she jumped up and down and yelled, "YAY! DEESHES!" I can only hope her enthusiasm for doing dishes lasts through her teenage years.

Now can you honestly tell me that this isn't the face of the cutest kid ever? She's marvelous and boy does she LOVE her dark chocolate!

The Word "NO"

Well, it’s happened. Mireya learned to say “no” several months ago, but she never said it more than once or twice until now. She has figured out that she can say, “No Mama!” whenever she doesn’t want to do something.

Me: “Ok Mookie. It’s time for a nap.”

Her: “NO Mama! NO!” *she shakes her head back and forth like crazy*

Me: “Yes honey. Right now please.”

Her: “NNOOO! NO Mama, NO!”

Me: “Yes. End of discussion. Come on…..”

Her: *while running away as fast as she can…* “NO NO NO! NO!”

I end up shaking my head and longing for the days when she would just look at me and make baby noises. What’s next? Crawling out of her crib after I put her to bed? I can’t wait….

Getting ready for my daughter's first day of school

Guest post written by Lynn Sommers

I knew that this day was coming for a long time, but I'm not entirely ready to send my daughter off on her first day of school. I guess that it's something that's never going to be easy for parents, but we all have to go through it. So I'm kind of prepping myself for it and making sure that she's not too nervous about everything.

But she's pretty good at being sociable and making friends so I'm really not all that worried about her. It really is me that I'm most worried about. I was looking online to try and find some tips about how to handle this better and while I was doing that, I ran across the website Clear-INTERNET.com. After I looked through it a little bit, I decided to change over our home internet service to it.

I know that her first day of school is going opt be really great for my daughter and that I'll get through it. I'll have to worry about her first day of middle school, high school and then college.

Teeth, Teeth and More Teeth!

Holy cow! Mireya wandered over and started to eat our glass computer desks this morning. She was clearly trying to relieve the pain in her gums. I looked in her mouth and her top molars haven't quite finished coming in yet. Guess what else? Her canine teeth have started to poke through the gums already! Poor Mookie isn't going to get that break from teething that I was hoping for.

Hide The Crayons!!

Remember this?

That was just the beginning. Mireya has colored on so many things, so many times, that I am ready to toss all the crayons out the window! Here are a few more of her abstract art pieces:

Same giraffe, different day, different crayons.

You should've seen the time she colored on the top of the toilet. That was quite spectacular. Ooh... the time she drew all over the couch was great too. I have even seen her attempt to color on the kitty. Thankfully you can't color fur or we'd have a pink cat. The best news of all? Nana just got her markers. Thanks Nana! She is really enjoying coloring with them, but be forewarned if she ever colors on something she isn't supposed too, you can bet that we will show up on your doorstep so we can color at your house.

Helping Out With The Dishes

Mireya was a little beastie for months when it came to the dishwasher. She would come barreling over the second you opened it and grab clean dishes only to run off with them. If you were trying to load dirty dishes, she would touch every single one of them no matter how many times you said NO. Jason and I would get so frustrated, because we couldn't do dishes while she was napping or sleeping, because it would wake her up, but getting them done while she was awake was impossible. It was a catch 22 and it was getting old fast.

Starting about a month or so ago, I decided that she was old enough to learn how to help mommy put the clean dishes away. After all, she was helping with cleaning up her room, putting dirty laundry in the hamper and a few other chores. She does a great job with everything else and she really enjoys helping. I told her one day that she was going to help mommy with the dishes and she got so excited! She learned VERY quickly how to put things in drawers and in all the lower cabinets. It's actually been a big help to me. Yes, the whole job is slower than if I were doing it myself, but it's certainly a lot faster than all the times where I was chasing her around trying to get her to bring the clean dishes back. Plus, when we're done with the clean dishes, I explain that only mommy can do the dirty dishes and 99% of the time, she leaves me alone! I guess she is satisfied that she got to help with at least part of the job and we manage to avoid the tantrums over not being allowed to touch all the dirty dishes.

A few times a day, I ask Mireya, "Do you want to help mommy do the dishes?" She always shakes her whole body yes and runs towards the dishwasher saying, "Deeses! Deeses!" It has been so wonderful until today. Jason is a bit new to the concept of having the baby help with the dishes. Earlier today I saw he was doing the dishes and getting frustrated with Mireya getting in the way. I asked him to let her help, because that's what she's used to doing with me. He forgot that Mireya helping means complete supervision when the cupboards are open (normally they are closed and locked.) He kept his back turned for a bit too long and....

... goodbye casserole dish. It was a really nice casserole dish too. Ah well. I suppose that it's just one of the hazards of having a toddler. Good news is that Mireya looked so sad, so I got to pick her up and get a few rare snuggles and lovies out of it. Ok, good news for me. I think Jason learned his lesson, but I'll guess we'll see in future posts...