Holy 'Gigolos'

Haven't posted in a while, so alot to talk about. Lila Kate rolled over about a week ago. She rolled from her stomach to her back. Probably because she dislikes being on her stomach so much. She is trying to roll from her back to her stomach but hasn't quite mastered it. There's a link to the video here. http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=54638041Also, she has been pulling things to her face and opening her mouth at the same time. I am sure this is just a small glimpse of what is to come. She wants everything in her mouth I think, and when she gets the hand-mouth coordination down pat I believe we will be in big trouble. I don't remember Johnna ever putting anything in her mouth. She always wanted her paci. Lila, on the other hand, likes her fingers and is satisfied without a paci. Thus leading me to believe I am going to have to vacuum everyday and then get down with a fine toothed comb and magnifying glass after that.


Johnna is of course a hoot. She never ceases to cause severe cramping in my side from laughing so hard at her antics. I posted some video of her on myspace dancing and it is hilarious.http://http//vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&videoid=55038406 I awoke to her serenading me with the song "Holy, Holy, Holy is The Lamb" the other morning. Only her version went like this: "Holy, Holy, MOLEY,,,, Holy, Holy, MOLEY,,,, Holy, Holy, MOLEY is the Lamb." It is all so amazing to me how children hear and see things so literally. Oh life through the eyes of a child. Yesterday we were driving down Hurley-Wade Road and stopped at the stop sign before you pull out onto 614. There were like 5 buzzards pecking at a dead but still fresh raccoon. She saw this raccoon and said "We better not let him get us because he will VERY scratch us up." Another thing she said was about some Blue Bell Strawberry ice cream. Blue Bell Strawberry has huge strawberry chunks in it and she loves it. So I am sitting down watching T.V. and she comes to me and says"Mama, where are the dingle berries?" I, of course, have NO CLUE what she means. She says "The dingle berries. The red ones. I want some." After realizing she is getting no where trying to make me understand, she goes to Danny and asks him. Also, to no avail. After about three trips between the two of us wanting "Dingle berrries" she finally says, "Well, if you don't have any dingle berries just give me some gigolos." Yeah, you guessed it, I am literally on the floor laughing. She is mad b/c you DO NOT laugh at her. The only way I figure she came up with that word on her own is she made it up. Granny sent some jello home and she put it in the refrigerator. Jello jiggles. Jiggle-os. So if you kind of combine the two words you could possibly come up with 'gigolos' I guess. Maybe if you were three. . . .