brother wan bought the bean the fisher price learning home, which is really cute. it's not too big, and yet it has enough toys and activities to keep her occupied for a good long stretch of time.
for some unknown reason, the teen really, really wanted one of those balls with a handle that you sit and bounce around on. and, also for some unknown reason, there were none of these damn things to be found anywhere. or so i thought.
turns out that her dad managed to find one and gave it to her for christmas. she named it "frank" and brought it home to share with the bean, who thinks it's hilarious.
we had in-n-out for lunch. mmmmm, double-double.
the bean is picking up on all sorts of fun new tricks. in addition to learning how to sign "more," she's learned the sign for "milk," will show you her eyes, nose, and tongue on command, and will hold up one little finger when you ask her how old she is. and i SWEAR she said "mommy" yesterday morning. the teen heard it too, so i know i'm not making it up. it cracks me up to think about how i'm DYING to hear her say it, and yet in a year i know i'll be hearing nothing but "mommy, can i have a cookie?" or "mommy, why can't i have another cookie?" or "mommy, you're MEAN!" i can't wait.
i keep having all these weird dreams about our upcoming rose parade extravaganza. the latest one found us scoring on the perfect spot on colorado boulevard - wearing nothing but our t-shirts and jeans. no jackets, sweaters, sleeping bags, blankets - nothing. i think i'm more wary about this whole thing than i'm willing to admit. i just wonder how we'll manage to get there at noon and kick it on the sidewalk for hours and hours - WITH the bean.
oy.
