I reject your reality and substitute my own

Lorelai has been making her own words up lately.

She loves telling me that my hair is beautiful or my pink shirt is cute, so she recently combined the 2 and now everything is "cute-iful".

Every single toy today requires batteries. When the batteries stop working I tell her that it needs new batteries to work. So Lorelai now says "mom- (insert toy here) needs new batterworks".

These are my favorite parts of having a kid. I love watching her mind grow and seeing how she puts things together in her head. She is so incredibly smart (tho I may be a bit biased). She is speaking in full sentences now mostly and I almost tear up when she says something new... well, no. I DO tear up when she says something new. I thought I was going to melt into a ball of sappy mush when she told me I was her best friend the other day.

Every time I stub my toe or slam my finger in a cupboard or anything and say "ouch" she runs over saying "oh mom, I'm sooooo sorry. Are you no-k?" Not sure how "ok" got translated into "no-k" but we run with it and now everything is "no-k".

Tomorrow we are going to Chuck E Cheese and all day long I have been hearing about it. "Mom- I high-five chuck e cheese". "chuck e cheese has candy in his pocket". Then after a few more little tidbits she remembers from last time she gets so excited nothing makes sense and it's 5 miutes of complete giberish.

Lorelai has a blanket that is her entire world. so every time I sit down on the couch next to her she will instantly get up and say "mommy blanket too?" Then she will run and get the blanket off my bed and say "here you are mommy!" She recognizes how good she feels when her blanket is around and wants me to be that happy too. She can be so sweet.

Every time I get her dressed or comb her hair (even though she kicks and screams and wiggles and tries to run away), when it's all said and done she always follows it up with "thank you mom getting me dressed!" or "thank you mom brush my hair!" She may be 2, but she's a very kind 2.

Ty is out of town right now and we use Skype to keep in touch so he can see Lorelai. Today, after she had a session with daddy I told her daddy had to go and to say goodbye. When goodbyes were done, I closed to laptop and she said "daddies hiding in the puter!"

Lorelai has been out of a crib since before she was 2. After only a couple rough nights, it has been uneventful except that she will never get out of her bed unless I go in there. I know this is a blessing, but I get so curious as to why she thinks I need to be there for her to get out. Even before I go in her room I can hear her saying "mom- wanna get out!" Sometimes I stand outside her door and say "get out of bed Lo, come open the door". She still will not.

My most favorite thing in the whole world is after I put her to bed I leave her room and she usually talks to herself for a good hour or so. I love listening to her talk and listen to every little thing that goes through her head. But that's not my favorite. Sometimes when she gets sick of being alone and isn't tired she says "mommy- I need you". Regardless of how tired I am or how much I know it's just a ploy, I run in there.

Not sure how this turned into such a long blog about all my little favorite Lo moments, but I'm glad I put them down in writing. I get so worried I am going to forget all of these things. I have such a poor memory. Sometimes she will do or say something and I think, OH! I need to tell Ty when he gets home and just over the course of the day I forget.