"Careful Mama"

Yesterday, after I got Papaya out of the shower and had her wrapped up in a towel, I walked into the kitchen holding her and hit my leg on her kitchen stool.  Immediately, she pipes up, "Careful Mama".  

As I was recounting this to Scott tonight, he reminded me that she will often say it to herself when playing or doing something.  "Careful Maya".  Just goes to show that they really do listen to what we say.  Every word.

Lately she has been very into what she likes and what she doesn't like.  We will be reading a book and in the middle of it, she will stop me and say; "I like this one"  or "I don't like this one" (if that is the case, we need to stop right away and get another one.)  Tonight she stopped me and said "I like this one, it's coola."  I don't remember saying that certain books were cool, but it cracked me up. 

She also started the why's about a month or so ago.  "Why, Mama? Why?"  or "What are you doing Mama?.... Why?"  I kind of like it.  I just keep adding information after each Why and then when I can't think of anything else, I turn it around on her and ask her some Why question.  That usually stops her for a few minutes. 

TIme passes quickly

It is hard to believe that it has been over 2 years since the Papaya has come into our lives.  She is such a joy and a blessing and so much fun!  Lately, I have been thinking about things past in my life and they seem so far away, and sometimes the pieces are fragmented.  I know that this happens as life moves along, but I don't want to forget any of this.  I want to remember all of the little things,  things like how she says "Basket-a-Ball", or "mama, leave it RIGHT HEARA, mama" (complete with hand gesture).  

I don't want to forget the pictures in my head of her dancing in the living room, learning how her body moves, or how she gets under the covers in bed and says "I sleeping" and really wants me to come and find her and tickle her. 

So, I am going to try not to.

I hope that this will be journal like, quick entries about our days, our life, our happys and our sads.