When Zach was putting Staley into her carseat when picking her up after work on Tuesday, she said, "Too hot. Daddy turn on air."
While going on our family walk tonight, Staley said, "Go home. Take bath. Play with blue ducky. And yellow ducky. And teeny tiny ducky. And bath toys. And bath crayons." Needless to say, it was a super-fun bath tonight.
The other night at dinner, Staley started throwing some of her peas on the floor. I sternly told Staley, "We do not throw our peas on the floor." Staley's response? "Mommy pick up peas right now!" For the record, I did NOT pick up the peas. Staley did.
We always put Staley in a hooded towel after her bath. She loves to look at herself in the mirror when she's all wrapped up in her towel. The other day, Staley had a little hooded towel on that looked like a duck. She saw herself in the mirror, smiled, and said, "Quack, quack." Zach asked, "Are you a duck?" And very seriously, Staley replied, "No. Person."
Lately when Staley hears a noise, Staley will say, "Hear something." I'll tell her what it is she hears--a helicoptor, a chainsaw, a motorcycle, a garbage truck. Then she'll want to see whatever it is. We've spent a lot of time going outside, looking around for the mysterious sound-makers. So if you drive by and see Staley and I in our pajamas on the front porch looking around at nothing, you'll know why.
Spontansously, randomly, frequently, and oh-so-sweetly I'll hear, "I love you, Mommy." And of all the cute, fun, amusing, amazing things that Staley says, this is by far my favorite.