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Annika says...


I walk into our bedroom to Annika yelling at my husband's computer.
- What are you doing?
- Trying to wake up the computer.

- Annika, can you sing the Masha song (referring to a song from the Russian cartoon "Masha and The Bear")
- But it's not pleasant to sing the Masha song right now. 
(not sure what was up, because it sure was pleasant 10 minutes ago and about every 5 minutes before then:))

- Mom, I want some raisins.
- How about I give them to you after dinner?
- How about you give them to me now? I think that would be a good thing.

Looking at her name written on her sippy cup:
- Oh no! It's not going to be able to be my name any more. The 'I' is erased. 

One night she was refusing to eat her dinner and kept pushing the plate away.
- Annika, you will eat the dinner I made and you will be thankful.
- I will not be "spaseebah"full. 
(spaseebah is thank you in russian)

One morning as I put her shirt on...
- You messed up my eyebrows mommy!

- Mom, what am I wearing.
- You have a pull-up now, but let's go pee on the potty.
- I have no reason to pee on the potty.

- Give me a kiss.
- But I gave you a kiss yesterday. That's enough.

This next one is not so much funny, but so sweet:)

One evening we were talking about Greg's mommy and daddy (Oma and Opa). Annika asks me:
- Where is your mommy?
- She died sweetie. I hope she is with Jesus.
- Awe. Are you sad?
- I was at first, but I'm not any more. Now daddy, you and Leo are my family and I'm very happy.

A little bit later she gets hurt and as usual wants me to hold her.
- Hug me, mommy. Hug your family.
:)

I just love that girl!

Annika says...



-Annika, say 'thank you' in Russian.
- Thank you in Russian!

- J, turn on the cartoon.
- Annika, ask J nicely.
- J, turn on the cartoon nicely.

Annika examines Greg's arms:
- Daddy, why do you have those wrinkles?
- Those are my veins.
- Why do you have those veins?
- Because I'm old.
Annika looks at her arms and says:
- I'm new.

- Mommy, can I have the lady bug killer? (fly swatter!)

- Why are you itching your back?
- Not my back. The neck of my back.

- Can you put some silly raisins in my oatmeal? (she meant craisins... we may have told her they mean crazy raisins:))

- Leo is a thumb sucker.
- And I'm a paci sucker. 

- Annika, how do you say 'good night' in Russian?
- Twinkle, twinkle, little star.



conversations with my two-year-old


The other afternoon, I decided that Leo had spit up on himself enough times to warrant a mid-day bath. Annika loves to be involved with everything concerning Leo (including asking to see his poop, when I change his diaper... sorry for that!). So I let her "help me".
We sit down by the bath tub and I start washing Mr. Leo, who loves baths very much and doesn't make a peep. So it's me and Annika having this lovely conversation.

- What are you doing, mama?
- I'm giving your baby brother a bath.
- Why?
- Because he isn't very clean, baby. You saw how much he spit up on himself.
- Why?
- Well, babies always spit up a little bit when they eat.
- Why?
- Because if they spit up too much, then there won't be anything left if their tummy.
- Why?

Then she got distracted by bubbles in the little tub and I had a minute of quiet. Enough time to think that, man, the girl's got the "5 whys" technique down...

And then...

- What are you doing, mama?
- I'm giving Leo a bath, baby.
- Why?

oy...

Annika says...

Here is another, smaller, installment of Annikaisms. There are so many these days that I can’t keep track any more:)
Talks to self:
Where is Annika? There me is!

-Annika, if you have a baby brother, what should his name be?
-Sister.

-What are you doing, huh, mama?
-I’m drinking coffee. What are you doing?
-Not drinking coffee.

Starts (fake)crying and I don’t respond. Comes up to me and in the most pitiful way whines:
-      -Ask what’s my matter.

Greg gets out of the shower and Annika walks in right after.  All I heard was:
-Daddy’s tail!

… and then everyone died. Laughing!

Annika says...


-I NEED mommy's foam to watch the pictures!" (phone)

- Annika, who made you so cute? (expecting her to say mommy and daddy)
-God! (thank you, daycare for picking up my slack!)

Comes up to us with hands on her cheeks:
-Look at me! So cute!

- A lee blit more raisins, please! Right now.

- I need more lion water! (lime water)

Before bath: 
- Annika is so naked!

- Annika's butt little. Mommy's butt big. (Um, thanks, girl!)

Sometimes, instead of "more" she says "harder". I was pouring some water for her to drink and apparently didn't pour enough:

- Mommy, pour harder!

Or when I didn't give her enough grapes:

- Give grapes harder! 

After I accidentally dropped blueberries on the floor:
- Mommy, go to timeout!

- Annika, what are you doing?
- Going crazy! 
(but what else is new:))


*** And the clothes in the last 3 photos are from Polarn O. Pyret, by the way! Such good quality stuff!***

Annika says...


I feel like I'm unceremoniously barging in on my own blog after so much time of not posting. But I can't be the only one who hibernates during winters? Especially the kind of winter we all had ourselves here in the Midwest. Brutal doesn't even begin to describe...
Anywho... My sweet little bunny... She isn't so little anymore. She is only a month away from turning two and it's my most favorite age The most fun is to hear her talk. The girl talks. so. much. Every single day she whips out something new to say and Greg and I look at each other and go:  "Did you just hear that?" or "Where in the world did she learn that?"
I don't want to forget these fun little Annika-isms and I think it's time to start writing down some of my most favorite ones...
So here it goes... Part I of Annika says. And boy, do I expect to have many-many more of those. 

"Where is it mommy go?" (Where did mommy go?)
"Want to push the buttons on a alligator!" (elevator!)
"Water going down the dream." (drain!)
"Annika's butt itching!"

When she hurts a part of her body, she always wants me to kiss it to make it "all better". Once, when she fell on her bottom pretty hard, she came up to me and said: "Kiss my butt!"
And you better believe I did!

Me: "What color is mommy's car?"
A: "Black."
Me: "That's right! What color is daddy's car?"
A: "Brown, too."

Puts her baby doll on her time-out chair: "Mary, time out!". Points a finger at the doll: "Listen!!!"
Me: "Why did you put your baby in time-out?" 
A: "Baby pull Annika's hair. Hurts!"

Me: "Annika, can I have your paci, please? You're awake now, and paci is for night-night."
A: "Nooo! I need it!"

Me: "Annika, did you just toot?"
A: "No. Daddy toot." (totally fibbing!)

I've been trying to teach her to say "Yes, ma'am!" when I reprimand her and want her to understand the correct behavior. 
Me: "Are you going to throw food on the floor again?!"
A: "Yes, ma'am!"
Greg: "I would give you play-doh, but are you going to eat it again?"
A: "Yes, ma'am!"
Point totally missed:)

I could go on forever and never stop, but I think it's enough for the first time. Hope you smiled a little bit:)