I forget exactly when it was this week, but Samantha and I were sitting at the dining room table, and she was looking at my wedding ring. She said, "What is that?" I said, "That's my ring. Daddy gave it to me when he asked me to marry him. They're diamonds." After a pause, Samantha replies, "No, they're circles." I just had to laugh. Yes, Samantha, thank you for the geometry lesson. Your math teacher Grandma would be proud.
Then, on Monday while we were eating lunch, Samantha offered some of her food to me, and I said, "No, that's for you. I have my own." Then Samantha said, "Daddy?" and looks around to find Daddy. Since he wasn't there, as he was on campus working, she then looks up at his picture on the wall, holds out her food to him, and said, "You want some Daddy?" The way her little mind works constantly amazes me. She connects so many things together that it is unbelievable to me at times.
On Tuesday we had Sadie with us for the day, and I took the girls to the library again for story time. I packed everything in one diaper bag, grabbing only what I needed from my purse and sticking it in the diaper bag, as well as keeping Sadie in the car seat and pushing her in the stroller. The library time went well. Sadie was happy in the stroller for most of story time, giving me a chance to sit on the rug and interact with Samantha more, and we even had a chance to play in the non-walker area of the playroom. I never let Samantha go in there normally, but since we had Sadie, it was a special occasion.
The only time I find challenging dealing with both girls at the same time is right around lunch time. Samantha starts to get hungry, tired, and much less cooperative. I had a hard time getting her out of the library and walking out to the car. Then, when we got back home she wouldn't try to use the potty even though she hadn't gone all morning. When I was trying to get her upstairs for nap time, she wouldn't go up the stairs by herself when I was already holding Sadie. I'm not quite sure what to do to help with these transition times, but I find myself losing my patience with Samantha, wishing that she would cooperate more and be more helpful. It's funny how when you have kids, parts of your personality come out that you didn't even know existed, some beautiful, some ugly. This hour or so of my day, I felt ugly. I don't want to lose my patience with my daughter and react out of anger. I want to react in a loving, patient way, like God does with us when we refuse to do what He is directing us to do. I find that I realize my need for God's grace even more as a parent. I'm glad that His grace abounds.
Hamburgers sounded really good to both Daddy and me on Tuesday night, so we decided to go to Five Guys for dinner on Tuesday night. We haven't been there in a really long time, and it definitely satisfied our cravings. Samantha had grilled cheese and shared fries with us. Well, when she first got a look at her fry, which is made from a real potato and still has the skin on it in certain places, she looked at it strangely and said, "Get the potato off my french fry for me!" Hilarious! The things that come out of this girl's mouth just crack us up so much lately.
Weekday mornings are nice around our house because we have been getting up around 6:30 to shower and get ready for the day, giving us enough time to read our Bibles and have some quiet time before Sadie arrives and Samantha wakes up. It makes our mornings much more peaceful. When Daddy was ready to leave for the morning, he gave Samantha a hug and a kiss, like normal. But after he left the house and closed the door, Samantha yelled, "I have one more hug for you!" She then ran to the door, and I opened it for her. She yelled to Daddy, "I have one more hug for you!" Daddy then dropped his stuff in the car and came back to get another hug and kiss from his little girl. I'm pretty sure this made his day. He will always come back for another hug and kiss.
On Wednesday we spent the morning at the Banneker Center. It worked out really well because I fed Sadie a bottle before we left and she fell asleep in the car, staying asleep in her car seat attached to the stroller for the first hour and half we were there. When we first got there, we were the only ones there so Samantha had the run of the place. She played with her favorite thing: the cars. But also played with dress up clothes, dollies, books, and ponies. You can see in the picture and video below that Samantha is driving around Curious George in her little pink car. They are a good pair. :)
Thursday morning we had french toast because I didn't have Sadie that day. We had never made french toast for Samantha before, and she was a pretty big fan. We cut it up into pieces for her and as she was eating she found one, lifted it up and said, "This looks like a seahorse." She was just playing with it, making it look like it was swimming, so I said, "Can you eat it now?" Then, Samantha replied, "We should go on a date first." Hahaha! Where does this girl come up with these witty responses. I think she got that part of her personality from her Daddy. :)
We had a fun evening planned on Friday night. Samantha has been asking to go back to another Indianapolis Indians game and see fireworks, so we had plans to go, and Ben's parents were going to meet us there. Now, Samantha didn't watch too much of the game because she was too busy going on walks with Mommy, then Grandma, then Grandpa, and then Daddy. We had a good time except for the fact that early on, when I was taking Samantha for a walk, she had another accident. I of course didn't have anything with me since we were just taking a walk. I tried to get her to sit on the potty, but we didn't have her potty seat and she doesn't like to sit on toilets without her potty seat. So, we walked back to our spot and got her bag and then back to bathroom we went to change her clothes. Again, I was very frustrated because we had just taken her to the potty five minutes before she had her accident, but she refused to go, saying that she didn't have to. This was so odd to me because she really has been doing so well with potty training. Then, more feelings of doubt began creeping in, like why does she tell Daddy she has to go potty but not me (which isn't even true) or maybe I am not approaching her in the right way or maybe we potty trained her too early before she was ready. All these doubts because I don't trust the gifts and abilities God has given me as a mother.
Anyways, here is a picture from the baseball game. We all had a really good time. Samantha enjoyed hiding under the blanket with Grandma, cuddling under my jacket for part of the game, and running around in the grass when it was getting close to the end of the game. Daddy took her to get "Flynn Rowdie's" signature on a ticket, and everyone enjoyed watching the fireworks display. The game ran a little longer and later than usual, but luckily, Samantha fell asleep in the car before we even got out of the parking garage.
Saturday morning we were all pretty tired from staying out so late at the baseball game. We had a late pancake breakfast and then went to our favorite Bloomington place: the farmer's market. We had a great time walking around, picking out fresh fruit and vegetables to take home with us. We even bought an orange watermelon which we had never heard of before. Samantha was pretty tired and look a nice three hour nap for us that afternoon, making up for the lack of sleep on Friday night.
Later that evening, I just had to take a picture of Samantha's toy area. We hadn't cleaned it up since probably Thursday night, and now we know what would happen if we didn't make a concerted effort to clean up her toys every day. Samantha seemed perfectly content sitting and playing in her sea of toys.
And to round out our strange week of accidents, Samantha again had a hard time on Sunday. Ben and I stayed for both services so we could go to an Adult Community Group and then service, so Samantha wasn't used to staying there that long, so I'm sure that had something to do with it. However, about ten minutes before we went to go pick her up, she apparently stood up and had an accident. Her teachers had to change her dress, underwear, and shoes. Then, when we were sitting down eating lunch, Samantha looked down in her lap and said, "I'm peeing." We sat her on the potty and had to change her clothes again! Then later in the day, before bedtime, she started peeing a little bit when she was sitting on the floor of her bedroom playing, but was able to stop herself and finish in the potty. Samantha was in a weird mood today. Besides just her potty accidents, she was not her normal self. This doesn't happen too often with Samantha, but we were glad to get her in bed for the night. We were just hoping that it was a weird day with her mood and her accidents, and that hopefully Monday she would be back to normal. It's always hard when there is a change in behavior and you don't really know what is causing it. Ahh, adventures with a preschooler. You never know what may happen.



































