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| Tay and Mommy fishing, Taken in September, 2000 - 3 yrs old |
| Messy hair after wrestling with Mommy Taken January 2001, 3 1/2 yrs old More pics of Taylor in my photo album link |
| Whoever came up with "The terrible two's" hadn't had a three year old yet if you ask me. It's so hard to discipline them because they learn everything from you, and I mean everything! "Taylor, put your shoes on right now, I'm not going to ask you again." Taylor: "You don't need to talk to me in that tone of voice Mommy" or "Can't you see I'm BUSY right now?" |
| Prayers at bedtime. "In the name of the Fahtha, Son and Holy Speerit AMEN. Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep. The Angels watch me frew the night and wake me up in the morning light! AMEN! Oh, and God bless ANYONE! (not everyone, LOL)". |
| 3 year old'isms: Tell me about Trees, Taylor. "Trees are like broccolli and they dance when the wind blows. But now it's cold and they're naked =(." "Gimme a FIVE..UP high...DOWN low...TOO SLOW!" When you call her a goober or goofball now she says "Takes one to know one!" with a little devilish grin. "rePONSability: That's what you have when you get big like me and have to do yucky stuff like put your shoes away." "Pagina." Yep, sorry, had to share, LOL. I can no longer call her "Tiny hiney" because little miss thang informed me that *I* have a *BIG hiney*. LOL "What's up with THAT?" |
| January 2001 - Taylor's fishy LuLuBell died. She came home from her Daddy's and I told her the news. She got a very sad face and put her head down and said "I didn't want this to happen to her." =*( We proceeded to take LuLuBell to the bathroom and Taylor insisted on being the dumper and flusher. She held the glass with dead LuLuBell in it and hung her head and said "Oh LuLuBell, you were such a good fishy. I didn't ever want this to happen to you. I'm gonna miss you." I of course start getting teary eyed because I think she is so sad and she dumps LuLuBell, then hugs me and says "It's okay Mommy, she's a happy fishy now. She's in fishy heaven with all the other DEAD fish!" |
| This is my baby girl TAYLOR MARIE, aka PunkyBoo:o) She is 5 years old and I haven't updated this page since she was 3. Wow, you've missed a lot! I'll try to recall some of the funnier things and add them at the bottom. Taylor's got to be the most unique person I know. She's smart as heck (unfortunately so is her mouth, sometimes I think she is 5 going on 10, lol), she cracks me up to no end and I could look at her all day long, in fact I do, even when she's sleeping. I just sit and look at her in amazement and be thankful for the best gift I have ever had in my life! |
| Taylor is a cross between a princess and a tomboy. She wrestles with her boy cousins and fishes with Daddy. She plays barbies and dressup at school and with Mommy. She's very dramatic. From what I'm told it's in her sign. I call her "Drama Mama" LOL. She is very creative, constantly making up stories. When she's supposed to be sleeping and gets scolded, you can here her whisper to her stuffed animals..."I TOLD you guys to stop talking! SEE? Now you've gotten me in TROUBLE!" I love talking about her, as you can see. I've listed at the bottom of my page some things she's done and said that I'm sort of keeping a journal on for prosperity. Most of them are pretty funny. |
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| 2 yrs, 10 mos - She got put in time out for 2 minutes for talking back (don't you love those little attitudes they get?). She kept bawling, asking if it had been 2 minutes yet and I told her she had to sit there for 2 minutes AFTER she stopped crying and talking. I couldn't take it anymore after her asking again (this was every 10 seconds). I finally told her to count to 20 and then she could get up. So she is doing the exaggerated hyper ventilating cry by this point and starts..."One...sniff sniff...breathe, tttwo...sniff...sniff, three breathe...sniff, fff fffour...AW MAN! I'm not allowed to talk! Now I'm in trouble again!!!" and starts bawling all over again, LOL. |
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| February 19, 2001 - Taylor and I are wrestling and I pretend to fall over dead. She says "Oh..my..goodness (we've been watching a lot of Shirley Temple lately, lol). I better go get my doctor kit and bring you back to life Mommy." She returns to my room where I'm laying dead on the bed. She checks my temperature "yep, it's 15-30, you've got a big fever" (she's always said my fever is 15-30, don't ask, I've no clue, lol). She continues to check my ears and then my knees with her reflex thingy. Then she puts her stethescope on and I mumble the words "Gee, a foot rub would probably make Mommy feel better." She said "Doctor's don't do that" and proceeded to check my heart beat. I mumbled again "Couldn't you just pretend to rub them?" and she speaks into the stethescope as if to page someone over an intercom and says loudly with a sigh, "Can we get a doctor over here to rub my Mother's feet please?" I guess that is not her job. |
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| March 14, 2001 - "Mommy? If I don't keep this clean will I get a magician?" (She meant "infection" LOL) March 17, 2001 - We took my Mother to a birthday lunch downtown. After finding out the first place we went to was closed and Taylor was getting frustrated she said "are we still in Cincinnati, Ohio??" Mom said "Yes honey, we're in downtown Cincinnati. The "heart" of Cincinnati." Taylor replied with a funny look on her face, "Well the heart of downtown Cincinnati SURE is DIRTY." March 26, 2001 - My poor baby is sick. It's viral and the doc can't give her any antibiotics so we have to just ride it out. Poor thing is all stuffy and congested =*(. Yesterday she sniffles and says "Mommy I can't breathe very good." I said "It's okay honey, just breathe through your mouth instead. You have a cold, so your nose is stuffed up, that's all." She said "well WHEN is gonna be stuffed DOWN?? <sniffle>" |
| (This one is for legal ears only, lol) When I was 4 years old I drew "private parts" on my stick figures. I still have some of the drawings, and when I last looked at them I asked my Mother, "Mom? Didn't you think I was a sicko?" She replied "No honey, I thought you were very creative." Well I picked Taylor up from school yesterday, and she hands me a beautiful drawing, as she does nearly every day. I said "Oh, this is lovely sweety, can you tell me about it?" She gladly began to describe it to me with excitement. "weeelll....this is Daddy's buuttt...and this is his belly button, and this is his weener!" I look around to make sure no other kids are listening or watching, lol. She continues..."and this is YOUR butt, and your belly button...and your puhgina." I turned around, trying not to laugh and looked at my sitter. I thought her eyes might fall out of her skull, lol. So it seems my daughter has received the same creative gene I had. LOL |
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| "Foot pillows" - This incident occured back around Taylor's third birthday. I had forgotten about it until a friend I had shared another Taylor'ism with reminded me of this one. One night after work, Taylor had been rumaging through my purse, which she had been told several times not to do. I saw her digging around and told her to stop before she took out something important of mine (like my license or check book) and lost it (which she'd done before). Apparently after I walked into the other room she continued to not listen to what I had said, lol. She soon called out "Come here, quick!!" I came back into the living room and saw her prancing around with panty liners stuck to the bottom of her feet..."LOOK Mommy! SLIPPERS!!" |
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| Taylor, Christmas 1999 with Lovey Bear and Alex, her favorite kitty. My Mother gave me Lovey Bear when I was pregnant as an early gift to Taylor and he's always been her fav =) |
| October, 2002 - I think sometimes she believes she is already a teenager. I haven't updated this site in so long, I hope I can remember to add some of the funnier things you've missed. Every time she does something more mature it amazes me how fast they grow up. She's counting, reading, singing Michelle Branch and Avril Levign ("why you have to go and make things so compliCATED?") LOL. She tells me to stop kissing on her now and sometimes won't hold my hand in public, she talks to her best friend on the phone and she tells ME the facts of life. Nevertheless, she's still my Punky Boo and will always be my baby. =) |
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| January, 2002 - I noticed Taylor "digging" and seeming quite annoyed while doing so. I asked what she was doing and she replied, "I'm picking my WEDGIE, it won't let my STINKER COME OUT!" |
October, 2002 - Taylor has her first loose tooth! Poor thing, she feels so grown up but the idea of losing a tooth is still foreign to her. "Mommy? I can't sleep. I'm afraid I'll swallow my tooth when I swallow my spit." ... "What do you mean spit it out with my food if it falls out while I'm eating? I'm not allowed to spit my food out, except in the trash can, and then I'd lose it!" |
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| August, 2002 - "Mommy? I like Kindergarten, but it is kind of BORING." Her favorite part is riding the bus! |
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| October, 2002 - "Mommy? You look different." "What do you mean?" "Well, you look like you're littler than you used to be." ... See? She won't stop growing! She's going to be taller than me by the time she's 10. |
| 4 Year Old Ism's - "I don't like you anymore." "I want that!" (this is at every age, I think) "You're MEAN!" (when she gets punished) "I want my Daddy" (when she gets punished) I guess I'm going to have my hands full, if she's doing this already at 4. |
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