Nov 27 2011
Annada Transcribed
Doing puzzles at Meme and Pepe's.
Annada is currently “not-napping.” She has an awful cold and was up coughing most of the last two nights. Marc and I are tired from coming in and giving her water when she can’t stop hacking.
Last night at 4 am I brought her water and she asked to come sleep in our bed. She sounded pathetic. So I agreed to crawl into her crib (at least Marc could sleep that way). Annada has the amazing ability to wake up by talking. So the longer I lay in there the more awake she got. We talked about spiders, her plan to bring Meme to our house after Christmas (It will be okay Mommy. Really it will. I will wear my seat belt on the plane.), and how she is almost three so she should be able to get out of bed at 4 am.
After about 30 min of half-sleeping, half-talking, I left Annada sitting up and playing with dolls in her crib. I thought I could catch up on sleep this morning. Nope, Annada woke up coughing and saw the sun was up.
After Thanksgiving dinner with Rabia, Jessica and Lucky.
So, Marc and I decided she would take a nap. Marc is napping. Annada is jumping up and down (literally) in her crib making up songs. I can hear her on the monitor. She’s unintentionally hilarious. She is saying….
(Loud blowing noises.)
“I can blow my nose on my shirt, Daddy! I can. I can. My shirt is washable. It is okay. You will wash it. I did it! I blowed my noise on my shirt. It is okay. The snot comes off. You can wash my bed.”
“I am awake! I am awake! I am awake! Open the door! I don’t need a pull-up. I am awake!”
“Meow. Meow. I am a kitty. I am awake. Let me out. How can you do that to a kitty? I want to go. Let me out. I woke up. How can you do that to a kitty?!”
(Don’t worry. I’ll limit the kitty torture to an hour. I really do wish she would take a nap, though.)