What the....
So last night Sarah didn't get to have dessert because she didn't eat all of her dinner. A major tantrum ensued with screaming, big fat tears, snorting, the works. It was bed time and I managed to calm her down enough to start getting her PJs on when she starts up again. She snorts and snuffles. I told her she needed to calm down or she was going to make herself throw up. Just as I said that she started gagging and runs to the bathroom.

**Warning - TMI to follow. If you have a weak constitution, please do not read any further. You have been warned!**

She leans over the toilet and is gagging and spitting while Pete looks on. Once she expelled whatever it was, Pete leaned over and said, "What in the world is THAT?!" I went to look. There was a .... well, we didn't know what it was. It looked like a piece of paper? Maybe? Sarah peered into the bowl, "It's poopoo, Mommy! I threw it up!" "You didn't throw up, sweetie," I said. Pete ushers her off to the kitchen.

Now, being the naturally curious person I am, I decide I'm going to fish this thing out and examine it. Hey, wouldn't you want to know what the strange object was that just came out of your child? I put on a rubber glove and grabbed it. At first I thought it was a bone - like a pork chop bone or something - just because it was that color. But as I examined it better, I realized that it was made of some kind of paper product. It was a BAND AID!!! WTF?! One of those little square band aids. Now how in the hell did that get in her sinuses? She hates those band aids. Sarah would much rather have a big one than a square one.

For the past few days she's been messing with her nose and coughing and acking saing that she has a hair ball. I thought she was imitating Puss In Boots from Shrek 2. Never in my life would I have imagined that she had a band aid stuck in her nose or sinuses. You might remember that she shoved a sticker up her nostril last year, but a band aid?!?!?!

Good grief. Maybe this was the source of her foul breath. A rotting, stinking, icky band aid. *shudder*

Princesses
Today Sarah got to wear her Cinderella dress to school! She was so happy. The kids are throwing Ms. Georgia a "surprise" birthday party and are dressing up as Disney characters.

Sarah decided to take her little Cinderella doll Phillip and Stephanie gave her at Halloween. It stands about 4 inches tall and is a little girl version of the character. On the way to school Sarah was singing a song:

"I'm Cinderella's mommy. I'm Cinderella's mommy..."

Hehe. Any time Sarah has more than one of the same thing (aka multiple Cinderellas), they are a family. Therefore, the mommy song. :)

Oh, and here are birthday pictures. Thanks to Phillip for taking and posting them! :D

One Year
Today marks one year since I've started Sarah's blog. I went back yesterday and read some of the early posts - I'm very glad that I created this, otherwise I would have totally forgotten everything!

In this seemingly short year she has learned to use the potty, her vocabulary has grown, tried our patience on numerous occasions, went to the beach for the first time, and has begun to step out of the "terrible twos" (thank the maker!). She's done a lot more than that, of course, and it's just amazing to look back and see her progress. I can't wait to read back on this year's shenannigans next year. :)

Wreckless Driver
Boy, am I glad Sarah won't get her driver's license for another 13 years. She definitely needs all that time for practice!

Saturday morning I decided that she and I would walk up to the upper part of Avondale Park to go swing. She wanted to take her baby doll in its stroller. Good idea, I thought. She tucked the doll in the seat, strapped her in, and away we went.

We don't have sidewalks in our neighborhood so we have to brave walking in the street. We've done a pretty good job teaching Sarah what to do when a car comes. She knows to go right up to the curb and stop. When the car passes, she can go again. The problem is, and especially when she's pushing the doll stroller, that she doesn't look where she's going. Nope. She's way more interested in what that squirrel is doing, or looking at flowers, or even looking down at the ground instead of what's in front of her. I even caught her looking behind us a couple of times.

Because of her wandering gaze, the stroller was weaving all over the place. I walked on the inside of the road to try to keep her from getting and staying right smack in the middle of it, but she would simply run over my foot at a trot and zoom right up the center of the street swerving like a drunk driver the whole time. I told her several times to slow down since I'm a bit encumbered right now - sometimes she would, most of the time she'd ignore me and tootle right along. *Sigh* Luckilly there wasn't a lot of traffic that morning. And I told her that I was glad she couldn't drive a car yet. She gave me a sweet smile and said, "You're so silly, Mommy."

Mixing it up
Sarah says the funniest things. Just last night she told me, "I'm out of here, Mommy." Hehe. Then there are certain words she still has a little trouble with. For example, in stead of saying "forgot," she says "gotfor." "Mommy, we gotfor my drink!"

Here are some more:

tite/ka-tite = kite
stunk = skunk
box juice = juice box
sparagum = asparagus
elemater = elevator
escumplater = escalator