No. I don't like a boy!

Scott and I have started discussing names. We had Ella's name chosen before she was ever conceived so we are actually starting later this time. Most people think we're nuts to be discussing names this early in the game.

We came up with names that we both liked and then told Ella what they were so she could choose a name she liked. I'm pretty sure that Brenna will be our girl name. It was one of the top names on both mine and Scott's list and the only name that Ella liked.

When we told her the boys names her response was, "No. I don't like a boy. I want a sister." She has since refused every single boys name we have spoken. She is bound and determined that she is going to have a baby sister.

The Announcement!

A Vocabulary Lesson

All four of these happened in one day! LOL

We went by the store this morning to pick up laundry detergent. In the parking lot Ella says, "Hmmm, I wonder where the moonpiles are? I like moonpiles!"

At lunch she says, "You have pickles on your cheecks." "Pickles?" "Yes, Mommy (while tapping my cheeks) pickles!"

Then she says, "I want some check-up" "Some check-up?" "Yes, Mommy. I want to dip my chin fries in my check-up."

I was ROLLING! The last three happened in a bout a 3 minute time span.

Translations:
Moonpiles = moonpies Scott let her have one of a road trip a few weeks ago. I can't believe she remembered it out of the blue.
Pickles = freckles
Check-up = ketchup
Chin fries = french fries

Beach Pictures

Ella with her Great-Granddaddy Griffin


Playing in the sand




Riding rides at Jungleland (Scott's brother works there and got us in for free!)

She's actually sad the ride is over. It looks like she's not having a very good time, but she LOVED it!

With her cousin Sam


Sparkler Time!

One little, two little, 100 little stamps

Ella goes to The Little Gym every week for a gym class for toddlers. At the end of each program they give the kids a stamp on their feet and hands.

The other day Ella was playing with markers at the table. I heard her singing "One little, two little three little stamps on my arm" over and over again. When I went into the kitchen I found this:



She was so proud that she could give herself stamps. Thank goodness they were washable markers that came off with water only!

Yes, Scott - a conversation

E: Scott! Hey, Scott! Scott! SCOTT! HEY, SCOTT!!
S: Ella, my name is Daddy.
E: Yes, Scott.

Bad mommy! I died laughing at her response. It was so funny. She wasn't phased in the slightest by the reprimand.

Neck Check

I went to the chiropractor today for a really stiff neck, and Ella went with me. She watched everything he did while he was adjusting my upper back and neck. After he was done with the adjustment, he had me sit up to make sure I wasn't dizzy. When he left the room she told me to lay down. Then she put her hand on the side of my face and pushed my face gently over to one side. She walked to the other side of the table, and pushed me face the other way. Then she said, "OK, sit up! OK sweetie, you're good!" Then she screams with delight, "YAY!!! I DID IT! I DID IT ALL BY MYSELF!" Ella seems to feel that she has a promising career as a chiropractor.