Feeding the babies

This is what happens when you are not paying attention to what your little one is doing - right behind you!!! And by your I mean mine and by you I mean me. I was doing a little work on my computer in the office - making tags or something - I turn around and see this line of plates starting from the front door.

I ask my little Sophia - What are you doing???? You are wasting perfectly good paper plates!! Wasting is not something she thinks about or cares about - ever! I have plenty of stories about that. She answers "I am feeding my babies." Well, let me tell you that she does not have that many babies. What you can't see further down the line when she has run out of food to put on the plates - she starts getting creative and puts glitter pens - 1 per and a calculator and she has a few empties plus cups and bowls just so she can get it to the end of the family room from the front door. I love that she wants to feed the multitudes and all that jazz but is it really necessary to waste that many plates?? Can you tell wasting makes me crazy!

What a sweet, innocent little face. "What mommy?? I am just feeding my babies...." I just love that child.

The Toy Box

Last night, my dear sweet husband took a trip to Target to pick up some milk and a storage unit - which was on sale - and of course they were out of them but he did find a toy box for us to put the over abundance of toys our sweet little Sophia has accumulated. When he walked in the door she was ready to burst with excitement! "A TOY BOX FOR ME!!!! Thank you daddy, thank you for my toy box daddy!!" And of course she wanted to put it together right then. Of course there was plenty do before that occured so he talked her into getting a bath which usually takes F-O-R-E-V-E-R!! Last night it was as though she had turned into Speedy Gonzales. She was so excited to build her toy box!

So of course she wants to help daddy. And he is such a sweetheart that he lets her try to screw the pieces together - I think he was a little surprised that she actually did it properly. She may be little and a girl but she is pretty crafty at the tender age of 3.

She does become something of a superintendent at this stage. Making sure he is doing it right. :)

"Dad, I want to help!"

Waiting patiently.... Steven even joined in the building fun. (I may be overstating the fun part for him).

No breaks were taken in the making of this toy box. She wouldn't allow any of that. And it is finally complete. She is really proud of her new toy box!! She thanked him several times after it was completed as well. She is the most grateful child! (She thanked him twice this morning too.)She also insisted on helping him bring it up to her room. He tried to bring it on his own but she freaked out. She yelled at him "I AM STRONG!!!!!". It was the cutiest, craziest thing I have ever seen. And sure enough she could hold up her end of the toy box.

He let her take it to the stairs and she wanted to haul it up the stairs too but Dad didn't think that was a good idea. I failed to get pictures of the fit that ensued. Needless to say Dad won that round and hauled it up the stairs. He did leave it at the top and let her push it all the way down the hall to her room. He didn't think she could do it - little did he know that she really is strong and managed just fine. We filled it with her toys this morning and we are now in need of that storage unit that Target did not have in stock. Thank goodness for rain checks!