About a month ago I asked Zoey what she wanted to be for Halloween. "A Ghost," she said. I asked her a few days later. "A ghost." I showed her costumes at Target--which she oohed and ahhed at. "Now what would you like to be for Halloween?" "A Ghost. A scary one. Boo!" So being the crafty mother that I am (ha ha!) I found an old crib sheet and cut a hole in it--tried to make it long enough to look like a ghost, but short enough so she wouldn't trip all the time, attempted to cut a circle for her face--all of which is not easy with a two year old that never quits moving!
So last Saturday, Zoey got to test out her new ghost costume downtown North St. Paul--the stores there were passing out candy to all the trick-or-treaters. Here is Zoey riding in the stroller. She was very tired and could barely find the energy to say, "More! More!"
Zoey was really getting the hang of saying Trick-or-Treat and then saying Thank You! and after a while wanted to do it by herself! This was the first one she did with out Tyler or I right with her. She was very proud of herself.
On Sunday we went over to our friends' house and joined in their Pumpkin Carving Party. There were a ton of other families there and we all sat in the back yard and carved our pumpkins. The picture below shows about the most help I got from Zoey in the process. She wasn't interested in carving a pumpkin. She wanted to pick candy off of the Gingerbread House that was there for DECORATION!! Argh!
She did stick with me long enough to say that she wanted her pumpkin to be sad. Then she posed with the pumpkin. She is becoming quite the empathetic little toddler. One of my favorite lines of her's lately is when we are reading and she says, "I want to go into book and help that little one." or "I want to go into book and give that baby kisses."
Zander was with us for all of our weekend activities--teeth and all! Here is our little penguin chillin' out at the pumpkin party on Sunday.
I have another Zoeyism to add to our ongoing list:
We were playing with her play dough and she made something and came to show me. "Mommy, these are my knockers." Hmmm. . ."Sure, Zoey. Those are nice knockers." I sometimes feel like I am playing Mad Gab when we talk. She says something and I keep repeating it to myself until I can turn it into something that I understand. Knockers. . .knockers. . .(Zoey puts it up to her eyes). . .AH--
binoculars!
Here is Zoey's picture of herself. She told me as she was drawing what everything was. "Here is the head and here are some toes."
Zoey is carrying around her drumsticks, exploring what things sound like when she hits them. She also asked me to put her hair in a ponytail. This was the best I could do.
Then the kicker. . .Zoey is still plugging away on the potty training journey. She has had some set backs, but has been doing well overall. She doesn't like it much when Tyler or I go in to help her. She wants to do it all by herself. So today we let her go in and potty all by herself when she told us she had to go. After about 5 minutes, Tyler goes to check on her and says, "Get the camera!" So I went to see what was up--here is Zoey at the sink. Please notice that the pull-ups are put on over her pants and her hands are full of soap. She has the right idea, but. . . we may still have some work to do.
On the napping front, we have had 4 days in a row of good naps and overall good bedtimes, too. I hope I am not jinxing it. I am not ashamed to admit that it took a little bribing with some art supplies, but the deal has been that if she has a good nap (or at least a good quiet time) she and I get to watercolor together afterwards. So far, so good.
