I was taking Jaida to school this morning and we drive right by a Starbucks. It seems that Cheryl has taken her there as she pipes up from the back seat, ” MOM, let’s go to Star Wars and get me a cold chocolate milk!” Now this makes me laugh because Cheryl give her Starbucks and I give her Star Wars. She IS a product of her parents!
We have gone through some not so pleasant changes since the FIRST post and it’s not been much fun. Cheryl left us…well, left me and I’ve been hard pressed to be excited about blogging. But, let’s begin again.
Jaida’s 4th birthday is coming up and she is just as smart as ever. She says the funniest things. Last night it was: Mom? we need someone to live with us. Someone beautiful….maybe Lady Gaga.
Really, Jaida? Lady Gaga? She has been talking to her cousin Will (Uncle Will) who is a Gaga Monster. It’s amusing how quickly she picks these things up…oy!
My daughter is smart. Everyone says that and everyone is probably right. My daughter really is bright. I have people tell me all the time that I am going to have my hands full. HAVE THEM? Oh, boy! I already do. She knows the ins and outs of manipulation and is decidedly stubborn as well as smart. Every two and a half year old knows these things. I’m over my head at times trying to guess what she is going to do or say next. I always know that at some point in the day she will say, “Just five more minutes, Mom. Just five more minutes.” or the classic “Just a lot of little milk. Big, Mom! Make it big!” My particular favorite is, “Go REALLY fast!” I would Jaida but there is a car in front of us. “Tell him get out da way, Mr Man.” (Mr Man is my name for all bad drivers) You heard the lady, Mr. Man! Move aside and let us go really fast!