Archive for the ‘Allison’ Category

Allison’s New Friends

Sunday, May 31st, 2009

Here is a picture of Allison with some high school students at Jonathan and Melissa’s (my cousins and godchildren!)graduation party.

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Allison just made herself at home with these kids and I think they took her in as their mascot.  So cute! 

When we got back to the hotel…

ALLISON:  When we go back tomorrow I am going to ask my friends for their address.
ME:  Maybe should should ask them for their names instead?
ALLISON:  Oh.  I’ll ask them their names.  And I’ll ask them their address, too, because I want to go visit them.

Planning for the Future

Wednesday, May 27th, 2009

A couple months ago Allison and I had a long conversation about how she doesn’t ever want to go to boarding school or college.  In fact, she informed me that she wants to live at home forever.  In the room that she shares with Carter.  And she doesn’t want me to change anything about her bed, comforter or any of the bedroom decor.  When she gets married and has children, all of them will also live in the bedroom with her and Carter.

Today, Allison informed me that she doesn’t want to drive a car when she gets bigger.  Ever.  She wants me and Daddy to drive her everywhere she needs to go…forever.  She finally agreed that it would be OK for Carter to drive her places when he gets older, but only if he can learn to drive “not too fast”.

Wisdom From A 4-Year-Old

Wednesday, May 27th, 2009

ALLISON (while “cleaning” the kitchen floor):  When I clean it, it will be clean!

ALLISON (while still cleaning the kitchen floor):  I’m going in the path that I’m going in.

Demolicious Derby

Monday, May 25th, 2009

The Buckeye Demolition Derby was a couple weeks ago and James, Carter, and I had a great time!  But Allison, not so much.  She is very afraid that a fire will break out and no assurance that the eight firefighters stationed in full gear with fire extinguishers around the arena were there to keep us safe would quell her fears.  Hum… I wonder why?  I think for the next Derby, Allison gets a babysitter while Jim, Carter and I enjoy the exciting smash ’em up action!

Carter can’t seem to say “Demolition Derby”.  It always comes out as “Demolicious Derby”.  Such a cute little guy!

Here are our pictures from Derby night…

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Allison copying a little boy who was climbing on a fence. 

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Allison standing by a BIG tractor.

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The dented up derby cars – BEFORE the derby even started!

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Jim, Allison and Carter checking out one of the derby cars.

Sick?

Friday, May 22nd, 2009

ALLISON:  My tummy hurts.

ME:  Are you sick?  Too sick to go to Peter Piper Pizza for lunch?

ALLISON:  No.  Not too sick for that, but I might be too sick after.

Career Choices

Thursday, May 21st, 2009

Carter wants to be a “construction worker”.

Allison wants to be a “dolphin trainer at sea world”.

Allison Says

Sunday, May 17th, 2009

“Mom, there’s a toothbrush on TV.  You sort of brush your front teeth side-to-side, then you push a button and it goes back [e.g. to get the back teeth].  It’s called REACH!”

 Boy, those marketing folks at Johnson & Johnson sure know how to sell an idea to my 4-year-old!!

Allison Gets A Snuggie

Wednesday, May 6th, 2009

After about a year of talking about it, Allison has finally gotten her very own Snuggie!  Nana bought it for her.  (And Carter got one, too!)  Here’s a picture of Allison wearing her Snuggie in the car just moments after she and Nana bought it!

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Allison Wonders Where Old Balloons Go

Tuesday, April 28th, 2009

Last night we had dinner at Red Robin (…Yum!) and Allison and Carter each got a balloon on the way out.  Their reward for being good.  So, on the way home, Allison started wondering…

ALLISON:  How do balloons fly away if they are in the house?
ME:  They can’t fly away if they are in the house.  Balloons can only fly away if they are outside.
ALLISON:  Then where do balloons go when they are in the house?

Uh-oh.  Now we’ve been caught by the inquiring mind of a little girl…

ME (giggling slightly):  Well, when the balloons get old or when you make too much noise with them and Mommy and Daddy get tired of the noise, after you and Carter go to bed we throw them in the garbage.
ALLISON (after a minute):  I don’t want you to throw this one in the garbage.

I assured her that she could play with it all day the next day and then we’ll see…

That little brain never stops thinking and it’s getting harder for us parents to get away with anything!

Mom

Tuesday, April 28th, 2009

What a wonderful honor and privilege it is to be called, “Mom.” 

When I was pregnant with Allison I dreamed about being called, “Mommy.” 
When she was an infant I looked forward to the first time she would speak my name… “Mama!”  
And my heart smiled the first time she called me “Mom.” 
Then I was surprised when she called me “Mother” for two days straight before returning to “Mom.”
Now, I am thinking that I would really appreciate the name “Mom” more if she didn’t use it to start every sentence… all day long… every day.

“Mom… did we eat lunch, yet?”
“Mom… did you see that?”
“Mom… what are you talking about?”
“Mom… look at this.”
“Mom… if you do this or that, then you would…blah, blah, blah…”

“Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…  Mom…”