White Vs. Black

Okay, now you know how politically correct some of you are, based on your initial response to that title. It actually has nothing to do with people and everything to do with chocolate.
Yesterday was Mama's (Eric's mom's) birthday. We forgot (just as I forget EVERYONE'S birthday, so don't feel left out...I'm equal in forgetting about everyone and that makes it fair), so after we took her to her physical therapy appointment, Emily and I came home to make cookies for her (the Eric Boyd family doesn't do cake, although the rest of his extended family does). I've kind of gotten burnt out on our PB cookies, so I made chocolate chip cookies. We had both white and regular ("black" if you ask Emily) chocolate chips, so I reserved some dough for my white chocolate chip cookies. I should have made 1/2 white and 1/2 dark cookies because both Emily and Eric have decided that they like the white chocolate chips better. Eric liked them so much that he said we don't have to do the regular choco. chips anymore and then took the baggy of white chip cookies with him to work.
Little by little, I will convert the world to boycott regular chocolate!! AH-hahahaha!!!

The Concept of Death

At what age does a child become aware of the concept of death?
Last night we were watching a movie where one of the characters dies at the end...and not in a gory way, either. Emily was all concern about "'Erella" (the pretty heroine who ends up dying). Eric told her that she was hurt, not wanting to explain anything more as Emily IS only two years old and doesn't need to understand that concept yet.
We were wrong because she already does. She informed US that "Erella" died. Eric looked at me and I looked at him. Neither of us has any memory of teaching her this word or concept, yet she already understands it and we couldn't lessen the fact that this character did in fact die and wasn't "just hurt." For some reason, knowing our toddler understands this concept in some way made us both sad. Somehow, there is a little less innocence in our daughter because of this. She's growing up, and we realize she is supposed to, but does she have to grow up that fast?

Roll Over, Roll Over

Yesterday I put Gianna on a blanket on the floor for the first time. My idea was that while she got some "tummy time" she could also see faces. We all got down on the floor with her. We weren't there very long before Gianna rolled over. In fact, we couldn't even keep her on her tummy because she kept turning over. Ironically, she would flip over so she could see the TV better. Guess what was on? Spongebob Squarepants! I have two of them! Emily and Gianna like to watch Spongebob!!
Her other trick is to spin herself in a circle on the floor. This baby is another one on the move and going to keep me on my toes!

Combo Topics

First, I had to post this picture of Emily holding Gianna. It took a few days for Em to get interested, but now she loves to hold Gianna (as long as she doesn't cry, then it's immediately "get this thing off of me!") and to try to get her to hold her finger.
We also took a picture of these two girls side by side and to show how baggy even newborn clothes are on Gianna.
Here's my other topic. Actually, it's a question, or a couple questions. What relationships do dreams have with reality? What actually causes a headache? Sound like those two are unrelated? WRONG! This has happened a couple times in the past few weeks. I go to sleep, dream of eating chocolate, then wake up with a terrible headache. If I was tempted to try chocolate again, I am NOT anymore!! I can't even dream of it/think of it without having symptoms, so no thank you to the Chocolate Fiend!

Enter to Win

Hey, I just wanted to FYI any of you that shop at Kroger to go to $5 Dinners (link on my blog list) and enter for a $25 gift card. You just enter your first and last name as well as your email, plus post a comment about "promoting" the giveaway. That's it.

Psychotic Dog

For over a month, we've had a psychotic dog. Hannah kept walking through the house backwards. We couldn't figure out what had happened. She just acted scared or something. I had an epiphany yesterday and we trimmed her toenails. Guess what?? No more psychotic dog!! I have to remember to keep up on her toenails now that I can bend over again and semi-wrestle her to do it (she does NOT like her feet to be messed with). I had no idea that her toenails could be such a problem for her, but it makes sense!

Superhero

We woke up this morning to discover that Emily has superpowers. She informed us that she is a superhero. Her special powers fluctuate between being "fast" and being "frong" (strong). It's hilarious to see her flex her muscles or throw her arms back before taking off.
I remember being little and having my own mother tie my blanket around my shoulders and playing superheros with my siblings. It was always a trick to try to get the blanket to stay on and not come undone (don't want it to become a choking hazard!) while fighting evil forces.
It's really fun to watch Emily's imagination grow by leaps and bounds!