Mommy, Hear me

So the girls vocabulary is starting to grow more and with that they they are telling me "Mommy, stop talking" when I am in the middle of a conversation that they want no part of. "Mommy, hear me" when they are saying something (or singing) and they don't think I am listening. They still say 'Longer, Longer' when they either want more milk, want their chair pushed in further or something is not close enough.

We are also working on potty training. Only wearing diapers at sleeping time and the girls get stickers when they are successful. Eventually I will have to stop the stickers but for now it is working.

Happy Halloween

The Gayser Girls were butterflies for this past Halloween. I was a little unsure how it was going to work out with them going trick-or-treating, but they LOVED it. They would run up to a door and both knock on it while saying 'knock. knock'. once someone answered they would say trick-or treat then were delighted to receive something in their bag. They did not care so much what it was that they were receiving but that they were in control of the situation that they could do something and make other people have a known response. We most have done 25 houses before it got too dark and we had to go home. Even then the girls wanted to hand out candy. The surprising thing was that neither girl asked to actually eat any of the collect candy more that they just wanted to know that they had acquired it.

I need AIR, Mommy!!

So this evening Brianna has spilled a little water on her shirt while we were mixing dinner in the kitchen and got a little upset. The typical solution to this would be 'to let the sun dry it' but the problem was that 'the sun had gone to sleep' and the moon would not be any good at drying a wet shirt. I suggested to let it air dry. But Brianna looked at me like I was a little crazy. So I started explaining what air was and that it is all around and that we breath it to live and with out air we would die. She nodded and said 'uh hu' in agreement the whole time. The after we were finished with our cooking it was obvious that this conversation stuck. Every 5 min Brianna would get a very serious look and say. MOMMY, I NEED AIR!! Like she was lacking it at that moment and might not make it unless I fixed the problem. Each time i explained that she had air because it was all around.