Friday, May 13, 2011

Good Helper

Pip is something else.  She's lying on the sofa and I ask her to hang up her towel in her bathroom.  She seems to shrink further into the sofa and tells me, with a sad little shake of her head, "No, I can't.  I'm too little."  Think again, missy.  You are not too little.  So she curls herself up, closes her eyes, and tells me, "Kitty's too tired."  Well, then, Kitty should take herself to her room and go to sleep in her bed.  Amazing how that gets her to hop right up, take the towel from me, and head toward the bathroom telling me how she's a good helper.  Heaven help me with this child! 

Sometimes she's a kitty named Maya; sometimes she's a doggie named Scout.  As a kitty, she meows and nuzzles our faces for kisses, closing her eyes to make it more sincere, and she hisses at us if she doesn't like what we say or do.  As a doggie, I have to grab her paw to help her onto the bed for her nap and instead of settling down, Little Miss just pants with her tongue out, hopping on all fours on the bed.

Pip has decided to eat and topped the scale at 30.3 lbs with clothes last night.  Foods of choice: cereal, banana, peanut butter bread (pb and honey sandwich but we can't call it a sandwich or she doesn't want it), chips and cheese, chicken, fish sticks with ketchup, scrambled eggs with ketchup, key lime Tillamook yogurt (she doesn't like yogurt with chunks, which she calls scuzzies), pb toast, celery on occasion, noodles with a little red sauce (mostly just to color it), mac and cheese, fruit snacks, chocolate, vanilla ice cream, milk, apple juice, some crackers, peas...  Mostly listing all of this for Mom since she gets my sweetie in just a few days.  Thankfully, she's better at thinking about and telling what she wants so I don't have to waste food attempting to find something she likes.  She's also better at the "take three bites" if we have to resort to that.  She loves choices and deciding of those what she'd like.  Then she grins and the exasperation of the ritual makes me shake my head, reminding her to say "please," and getting her food.

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