Saturday, October 31, 2009

I Love Fall!

We've had an eventful fall. We discovered our love for hiking, especially when waterfalls are involved. We visited a pumpkin patch (who knew there were BLUE pumpkins? Hello, centerpiece!). And of COURSE there's Halloween. This fall (or was it summer?) we also went to a belly dance show, and Ramona loved it so much, she danced the whole time she was there. When she found out it was an option, she insisted that we dress her like a belly dancer for trick-or-treating. The best we could do in her size and my limited craft abilities was a Princess Jasmine costume combined with a hip scarf I made. Good thing you can't see the stitching in the picture. Prepare to be bombarded with pictures.


She thought the view from the top of a very steep hike was awesome. She was the only one who didn't want to be in a stroller all the way up and down. Never doing that hike again.
She was NOT down with riding in the wheelbarrow.


This blue pumpkin is currently a part of our centerpiece. It. Is. Awesome.


Awww...

Taking a break from the hard decisions. So many pumpkins, such short legs.

Check out the warty pumpkins! We carved one the other night and got so many compliments from trick-or-treaters.



Who knew warts were so cool? No Compound W for these guys, no sirree!

Well, ain't he just yummier than a pumpkin pie?



First real bite of candy ever. It's a mini Milky Way. She got hooked UP on the candy. One guy basically gave her the whole bowl. Two thumbs up for cuteness.

Who needs Rajah when you have a pony?
I freaking love this picture.

Belly dancer in action.




Another day, another hike. This one's way better. There's water. Wait and see.


She was surprisingly calm about all that water rushing below her feet. She could see it.


Way, way too many stairs, but I'd do it again. I have done it again since then. It's an awesome challenge.

This is the face I make when she screams in my ear. This is the face she makes when she is screaming about being picked up for a photo shoot. She walked down all the stairs by herself, and part of the ones on the way up. Girl could travel in style (in a backpack) and couldn't even appreciate it.


This is what serenity looks like.

She wasn't exactly thrilled about having to sit, but she posed because she was plotting on climbing those rocks behind her as quickly as possible.


I think this is a really cool shot for some reason.





This looks like a learning opportunity. I'm loving the hat.


The End! I'll try not to put so many pictures in one place again for a while. ;)

Friday, October 30, 2009

How horrible is it...

That I made Ramona talk about pajamas a whooooole lot tonight once I found out it sounds like "Dumb Ass" when it comes out of her mouth? She was talking about Mommy's pajamas, Daddy's pajamas, and Ramona's pajamas...and had to be wondering why on EARTH pajamas were suddenly so funny. It was a teaching moment, though. I learned that if I make her say something over and over, eventually she gets it right and I can stop laughing.

Funny "Ramona" stories


A friend of mine said my daughter reminds her of Ramona (of Ramona Quimby, Age 8 and that whole series). I like the comparison so much, I'm going to be using Ramona as my daughter's "code name" here from now on.

Random Ramona facts:
*She says "Sid the Science Kid is FUNNYYYYY."
*Her "boyfriend's" name is Buck. He's a grown, married man and the manager of a comic book store. He has a goatee and glasses. Every time we go there, she says, "Heeeeey, BUCK!" and she throws her newly purchased comic book at him. She wants him to throw it back, but I could just say that she's doing the whole kiddo thing where they do something mean because they like you. Well, except for that one time that boy in first grade kissed my hand like I was a princess. I was very upset and later got a wart there.
*She cheers when I grind coffee because she knows that coffee is the stuff nice mommy is made of.
*She really, really enjoys going to the dentist. Weirdo. ;)
*Ramona should be using the potty since she wants to change her own diaper so badly. I walked into her room a few mornings ago to find her lying there naked, diaper open, allllllll of her wipes pulled out of the tub, wadded up, and shoved onto the second shelf of her changing table. I asked why she needed all of the wipes and she replied, "Baby! Eeyore!" I said, "Did they need their diapers changed, too?" She chirped, "Yeah!"
*Pumpkin carving is her favorite sport. We taped on the patterns and she colored all over them with a chunky purple crayon so she eventually hit the dots that were necessary to get the pattern onto the pumpkin. Okay, I admit it. I got impatient and helped.
*She calls my sister, Brittany, BUTT-nee. She shouts it in her place of work, no less. I love it.

That's all I have for now! Oh wait, she wants to be a belly dancer for Halloween. Here is the hip scarf I made her. Instead of normal clothes, she'll have a Princess Jasmine costume on with it.

Oh, and a couple more photos. This is totally just a photo-dump. LOL

She really likes to shop at Target because there's a Starbucks there and she gets to drink vanilla milk:
Then there's her favorite hobby, coloring with her best buddy, Rufus:

She also has come to the point where she likes to have her hair fixed (thank God!):