Today was just one of those days. The day started out fairly normal but ended with the mommy and the daddy laughing and shaking their heads at what they have created.

Hailey and I got up and started our day. As we were getting ready to run our errands, she decided that today would be as good a day as any to try to RIDE Ollie. She grabbed onto both of his chubby sides while he was laying on the floor and proceeded to straddle him. By the time I turned on my camera, it was too late. He caught wind of what was happening and took off. She just wanted to “ride it”.

We did some grocery shopping and she actually didn’t have a fit in the store today. She did, however, hound the bagger for her notebook mebook. I assured her that the notebook mebook was in the car and she could have it as soon as we got out there.

After we got home, we had some lunch. I made her some chicken nuggets, (good ones too, with cheese and bacon in them…mmmm) tater tots and mandarin oranges. She sat down and started to eat while I made myself a sandwich. Once I was sitting beside her, she decided that she wanted MY lunch too. One bite turned into two, three, four…she ate the entire other half of my turkey on wheat. Needless to say, the girl had a fabulous lunch today.

Then it was nap time, or so I thought. I put her down for her nap and several minutes later, she was chatting away. Now, when Hailey starts “chatting” at nap time, it usually means ONE thing. So, I went up to check her and she had done nothing. So, I laid her back down and things seemed fine, until she started chatting again. I waited and thought to myself, “she’ll fall asleep soon”. But then, I heard her say, “Bye-bye poo-poos. See ya later.” Oh no. We parents can just call it, can’t we? I went upstairs and you guessed it. The diaper was off and the “poo-poos” were strewed about all over the bed. I was not a happy mama. I stripped her bed and told her that she was not to take her own diaper off again and laid her back down. Minutes later, she was chatting away. This time, someone fell off the bed. Oh, not her. One of her animals. She sleeps with about 10 animals on the bed with her. Bunny had fallen off. There is no safety rail on Hailey’s toddler bed anymore. She doesn’t get out of bed though. Ever. She always waits for us. This is her way of manipulating us to come into her room. I should have never told her what her monitor was for when she asked me, “Whassat?”. After almost three hours, I was done trying, so we left the house again to run some more errands.

We went to Barnes and Noble so I could get her “The Very Hungry Caterpillar“. We’re going to meet the author tomorrow and I wanted to be prepared. While in the children’s section, she spotted Clifford, the Big Red Dog. Now, we’re going to meet Clifford this coming Friday, so I thought I would pick up a Clifford doll for her. I gave her Clifford and she held him so tightly, closed her eyes and said out loud, “I LUFF you, Clifford Clippord”. Could she melt my heart anymore than she already has? I mean, just look at her. She LOVES this stuffed animal! But then…from the corner of her squinty little eye, she spotted a stuffed penguin who closely resembled Mumble from Happy Feet. We strolled over to the penguin and she grabbed a hold of it. Once again, she shouted to the world, “I LUFF you Mumble Bumble!”. I see where this is going. She has learned to melt my heart in order to sucker me in to purchasing said stuffed animals. Well, it worked. BUT ONLY THIS TIME!

We get home and read through “The Very Hungry Caterpillar” and “Panda Bear, Panda Bear, What Do You See?” a few hundred times and she asked me “Whassat?” a few hundred more times and I let her go outside to play in her sandbox. It’s finally COOL (80′s) enough to have a door open. I started making supper and when I checked on her, she looked like this:

A fairly strong resemblance to the late Charlie Chaplin, wouldn’t you say? I don’t know how that sand got under her nose. Maybe she was sniffing sand, you never know with kids these days.

The night ended early, as someone could barely keep her eyes open long enough to say “Whassat?” one last time. It’s been almost two hours and not a peep.

What fun adventures will tomorrow bring??? =)