Some comments worth sharing:
- I was trying a hat on Abigail at the mall, curious to see what size fit her. The hat was probably pink or white with pink flowers, something very girly. Abigail wore it obligingly, but only for a couple seconds before trying to tear it off her head. I hadn't even gotten down to her level to see if it fit her head yet! I kept pushing it back on, asking her to leave it on. The second I would get it back on her head, she would try to pull it off, figuring that was long enough. Repeat a few times. Finally, "Abigail. Please don't touch it for a minute." Her eyes are very sad and she says in a whine, "I not a farmer." For some reason she thinks any hat with an all around brim is a farmer's hat. I guess we won't be getting one of those anytime soon. By the way, the size was children's 5-7 and it barely fit! I guess she had to have a big head to hold all that hair....
Okay, I wrote that a few days ago... wait, almost a week ago. Anyway, we're in Alabama now. A few more funny Texas stories:
Grandma, Abigail and I got to go to the Dallas Zoo this trip! Our pass at the Birmingham Zoo gets us into the Dallas one for free! Yea! When we first got in, we made a stop at the bathroom and then sat down on a bench to look at the map and get a game plan. Grandma reminded me about sunscreen and I called Abigail over from where she was looking at the Macaws, "Abigail, come here, we're going to put your sunscreen on." "Okay!" She said and started over. Right when she got to me, she quickly reached down and yanked her shorts all the way down! I would love to know what Grandma's and my face looked like at that point. Here is what I felt: Initially, great shock. Very soon after, I was in tears because I was laughing so hard. I had to get it together to pull Abigail's shorts back up and explain to her that we weren't going swimming, so she just needed sunscreen on her lower legs and arms and face. I don't even know that anyone noticed. We looked around, half hoping to share the moment with some stranger, brightening their day, but no one returned the look.
As you might know, Abigail loves bugs. Once while in Bedford, I was awoken to the sound of Abigail's voice oh!ing excitedly about a moth. I know it was a moth because she said so. "Oh! A moth! Ahhh! Oh! Me get it! A moth Grandma! Ahhhh! (mild shriek) No kitty! Me get it! IGotIt IGotIt," sigh of contentment. I gathered in my sleepy state that the cat tried to get the moth too, but Abigail won out. I smiled and tried to reenter that pleasent dream I was having. But Abigail was on the move. While we were in Bedford, I slept in the living room and Abigail slept in the pack-in-play in my parents room. On this particular morning, Grandma and Abigail had woken up and come out of the room. I'm told Abigail was doing a very good job of being quiet so I could keep sleeping- up to this point. After catching the moth, she walked into the living room and said something like, "See Kitty? Look." The next part I remember very clearly, "No! NO KITTY! Not eat it! No! Nonono. NO KITTY! (pause) Kitty! (pause) Kitty! No! Libby! AHHHH!" Brief silence (In my head I can hear Libby the cat eating the moth). Her voice switches to ultimate despair voice- the one with the drawn out vowels and wide range of pitch. "Aaaah! My mooooth!" I don't remember what all she said after that but I do remember Grandma saying in a loving, teaching voice, but with laughter hiding behind it, "Well, that's what happens when you give the kitty a moth! She'll eat it!" Oh, what a good education Abigail is getting! The rest of the trip she was very concerned about the animals eating things. If you are wondering about me, I gave up on sleeping and got up, excited to spend the day with those two.
Okay, I wrote that a few days ago... wait, almost a week ago. Anyway, we're in Alabama now. A few more funny Texas stories:
Grandma, Abigail and I got to go to the Dallas Zoo this trip! Our pass at the Birmingham Zoo gets us into the Dallas one for free! Yea! When we first got in, we made a stop at the bathroom and then sat down on a bench to look at the map and get a game plan. Grandma reminded me about sunscreen and I called Abigail over from where she was looking at the Macaws, "Abigail, come here, we're going to put your sunscreen on." "Okay!" She said and started over. Right when she got to me, she quickly reached down and yanked her shorts all the way down! I would love to know what Grandma's and my face looked like at that point. Here is what I felt: Initially, great shock. Very soon after, I was in tears because I was laughing so hard. I had to get it together to pull Abigail's shorts back up and explain to her that we weren't going swimming, so she just needed sunscreen on her lower legs and arms and face. I don't even know that anyone noticed. We looked around, half hoping to share the moment with some stranger, brightening their day, but no one returned the look.
As you might know, Abigail loves bugs. Once while in Bedford, I was awoken to the sound of Abigail's voice oh!ing excitedly about a moth. I know it was a moth because she said so. "Oh! A moth! Ahhh! Oh! Me get it! A moth Grandma! Ahhhh! (mild shriek) No kitty! Me get it! IGotIt IGotIt," sigh of contentment. I gathered in my sleepy state that the cat tried to get the moth too, but Abigail won out. I smiled and tried to reenter that pleasent dream I was having. But Abigail was on the move. While we were in Bedford, I slept in the living room and Abigail slept in the pack-in-play in my parents room. On this particular morning, Grandma and Abigail had woken up and come out of the room. I'm told Abigail was doing a very good job of being quiet so I could keep sleeping- up to this point. After catching the moth, she walked into the living room and said something like, "See Kitty? Look." The next part I remember very clearly, "No! NO KITTY! Not eat it! No! Nonono. NO KITTY! (pause) Kitty! (pause) Kitty! No! Libby! AHHHH!" Brief silence (In my head I can hear Libby the cat eating the moth). Her voice switches to ultimate despair voice- the one with the drawn out vowels and wide range of pitch. "Aaaah! My mooooth!" I don't remember what all she said after that but I do remember Grandma saying in a loving, teaching voice, but with laughter hiding behind it, "Well, that's what happens when you give the kitty a moth! She'll eat it!" Oh, what a good education Abigail is getting! The rest of the trip she was very concerned about the animals eating things. If you are wondering about me, I gave up on sleeping and got up, excited to spend the day with those two.
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