Etc ...

Anna's recent fascination lies in "Heffalump" ... he's apparently some new guy in Winne The Pooh's brood. At any rate, Anna asks to watch "Hessa-pump" on an hourly basis. Tonight she was begging to the point where I nearly had mercy on her and then she said, "Do you know what, Mommy? I love you and so do Hessapump!" How could I not play that ridiculously annoying movie one more time? ;)

Last night Pop told her she could NOT get out of bed for any reason at all and if she tried, Mike would eat her. Amazingly, she took him seriously and dutifully stayed in her bed. Later on, she sat at the edge of her bed and whispered to a sleeping Mike, "Mike - I just gonna go turn the light off, ok?" and she scurried off the bed and ran over to the lamp and pretended to pull the chain and then hurriedly grabbed two toys and dove back into bed! Little scammer! All the while, Mike snoozed away - he missed that meal.

Here she is w/ her pal MIKE (the kid-eatin' wonder):


I love the way Anna makes lists ... she is absolutely a list-maker by nature. She frequently rattles off the things she wants to eat, "Ceeeereallll baaaar, iiiiiiiice cweeeeeam, chocolaaaaaate miiiiiiilk" as if each word is better validated if it's drawn out ;) Today she was commenting on her latest Bob The Builder sighting - she said, "He's wooooorking, driiiiiiving his twaaaaaactor, maaaaaaaking money, pooooooping and heeeeee's hunnnnngwy!"

Her latest fear is the trash man. He pulled up to the house this morning and Anna FUH-REAKED. She said, "Momma! Dat twash man is here!!! He not get Anna, right???" Ahh, you could only be so lucky, dear ;)

Help! I'm slacking off!

Here I go again! I vowed to keep up w/ this and I'm already slacking!

Anna's social skills are really picking up. She's definitely coming out of that proverbial shell she spent so much time in :) Course, with that comes defiance, which I'm not sure I'm fond of :)

Anna is such a blast though - the stuff she comes up w/ just kills me. Her imagination is facsinating and I'm alway so impressed at what she ties together. She's completely obsessed w/ poop. And accessories. She managed to find a way to marry the two while we were in WalMart the other day. She noticed the cashier's glasses and said, "Hey man - do you poop wif your gwasses on?" Oy.

We built a bear the other night at Build-A-Bear. We just *had* to see what all the fuss was about. I wasn't sure Anna would dig it, so we stuck to the cheap bear ($10) and amazingly enough, she was VERY thrilled about it. Even gave him a bath when it was all over. Thankfully, she doesn't understand about dressing the bear in the outrageously expensive outfits yet. She did, however, select a pair of undies for the bear and instructed him not to pee on them ;) Tonight as I was putting her to bed, I handed the bear to her and reminded her that she made that bear and she said, "No, mommy, Anna not make that bear - Anna BUILDED that bear!" My bad.