A True Story About Peas

Katie doesn't like peas. Hasn't since the first day I lovingly strained all the skins out of the homemade puree. Ungrateful twit.



I keep serving them to her, every once in awhile. If I'm lucky, she'll chew one up, and then spit it onto my plate, saying, "Shyucky!" That's "yucky" in Katiese.

Tonight, I realized how far the depths of her hatred goes. At dinner, I was being an excellent role model, with a large serving of peas on my own plate. I happen to really like peas. I took a big spoonful, and brought it to my mouth, saying "Mmmm! Yummy!" Katie followed the spoon with huge, round eyes. As I put it in my mouth, she gasped, and yelled, "Mama! No! No, Mama!"

True story.

Grandpa Bear

Katie is all-of-a-sudden in love with her Grandpa Bear. Grandpa Whitney passed away while I was pregnant with Katie. My dear friend Kelly managed to get ahold of one of his famous Hawaiian shirts, and asked her mother-in-law, Kathy, to make a teddy bear for Katie.



Of her own accord, Katie has been pulling down Grandpa Bear from his shelf at bedtime, and has lately started carrying him around the house with her. Right now, Grandpa Bear is coloring with her

My daughter, the reader

We are a read-y family. Katie is showing signs of being a bookworm, too.





Snuggling in with a blanket and a pile of books... Laying on the front room floor, on the tummy, feet in the air, book on the floor...





Often times, her daddy will lay on the floor reading, and a few weeks ago Katie slammed his book shut for him, kicked it out of the way, and threw her book down in front of him, before she plopped down on his back, ready to read.

A couple of days ago, I got two catalogs in the mail, and sat on the couch to read the knitting one. Katie climbed up next to me, grabbed the scrapbook one off my lap, and started to browse. But she kept looking over at my shoulder, as if to see what I was reading, before going back to her own catalog.



I just wonder when she'll get enough patience to actually listen to the story....

Wishes...

I wish...

**I didn't have to work tomorrow, but could stay and play with Katie.

**that my crockpot had an extra ceramic insert.

**that my hair hadn't gotten quite so red.

**that I had gone to bed an hour ago, but I wasn't sleepy.

**that it would snow again.

**the clean floor fairy would come visit my house.

**I had more time to visit with friends.

**I had returned that library book on time!