We were driving home at some point over the weekend and as we approached the interstate, which Ellen calls
interstake, she pointed straight ahead and yelled "Troll Bridge". Someone has watched one too many episodes of Dora the Explorer (and knows that Mommy likes the Troll and cheers when Map tells Dora and Boots they have to cross the Troll Bridge).
We have a "new to us" couch and it is great. Ellen has already claimed her spot (so has Lucy). Our other couch was functional but not comfortable. We now have a cozy place to sit, relax, read books, watch TV and take naps. The possibilities are endless!
I will miss it when Ellen stops saying "I'm joking you" whenever she is playing around or being silly.
Ellen will sometimes answer us with a made up word or phrase. It isn't baby talk, which I loathe, but it is annoying. She thinks she is being funny/cute. I disagree.
Ellen's bedtime is now 8:00. She went to bed at 7:00 for a very long time but gradually started staying up later and later. She still wakes up early but 8:00 is working well for us. It gives us plenty of time in the evenings to eat, play, bathe and read books before going to bed. She has been clingy and unruly at night lately but we are doing our best to make sure she is asleep soon after being tucked in. After years of babysitting for kids that had an elaborate bedtime routine, I vowed that if I ever had children I would keep it simple. Less stress for everyone involved.
"I don't want to eat, I want a snack". This is nothing new but I wish she was a more consistent eater, especially at mealtimes.
Ellen and I were grocery shopping at Walmart a couple of weeks ago when she reminded me that we needed oil. She could have easily overheard Phillip and I talking about running out of cooking oil but I could not believe she thought to mention it while we were at the store (I had forgotten!) I made a big deal over it and thanked her for being a good helper. Fast forward to yesterday when Phillip is praising Ellen for going potty. She tells him that she also remembered the oil. I think she was going for a big reaction. I may have inadvertently raised the bar when I squealed and hugged her in Walmart and then proceeded to dance around our cart with a bottle of Wesson Canola Oil in each hand. Yeah, we are going to have to take our potty praise up a notch or two.
We got
Book of Eli in the mail last week from
Netflix. Phillip and I were talking about it and Ellen asked if she could read it. She thought is was one of the books she receives in the mail every month from Books from Birth. She was disappointed when we told her it was a movie and that no, she could not watch it.
Speaking of movies, Ellen watched
The Lion King for the first time this weekend. She loved it! She asked to watch it again before it was even over. At first we thought she wanted to start it over from the beginning but then realized she was seeking permission for a second viewing. Her wish came true, we watched it twice on Saturday and once on Sunday.
Ellen likes to get a book, preferably a Bible, and pretend it is a song book and that she is a song leader. She stands on her purple hippo stool and sings her little heart out. It is a sight to behold.
We went to the park yesterday to see how far the shelter we reserved for Ellen's birthday party is from the play area (the closest of the 2 shelters was already booked). We decided to stay and play for a while. I witnessed our typically cautious child climb and explore with confidence. Go Ellen!
Ellen says "No way hoseway" instead of "No way Jose". Makes me laugh every time.