Recent Conversations with Selah

Selah enjoys the pool on the balcony

What was I thinking??...the aftermath was not pretty.

Me: Come on, Selah. We're taking Eden to the doctor to get some shots.
Selah: I want to get a shot.
Me: But you don't need any shots, Selah. Shots aren't fun; they hurt.
Selah: But I really want to get a shot. I'll be sad if I don't get a shot.
Me: Okay, when we get to the doctor's office, tell her that you want a shot.
[Selah thinks for a moment.]
Selah: But I don't know how to say that in [her language].
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Selah: Mommy and Daddy are from Houston.
Me: Yeah...Where is Selah from?
Selah: from Houston
Me: Where is Eden from?
Selah: Mommy's belly.
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Me: Selah, you can't just rip things out of Eden's hands when you want them. You can't just take things away from your friends or they won't want to play with you anymore. You have to ask for things before you take them. [As I am saying this, I am brushing Selah's hair to put it in a pony-tail and try to take the pony-tail holder from Selah's hand.]
Selah: Mommy, you can't just take things out of my hands. You need to ask nicely.
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Selah [to Dad]: Where are we going?
Dad: WE'RE not going anywhere. Daddy's going to work.
Selah: You're going to work AGAIN?
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Selah has an assigned drawer in the kitchen. This is for her cups/containers and toys...THE drawer that she has permission to play in. Yesterday, as I was cooking dinner, I notice her run into the kitchen, open her drawer and pull out a sippy cup full of water. She took a drink, put the cup back in the drawer and ran out of the kitchen. I guess this is now her special water stash.

Eden is starting to enjoy her exersaucer

She loves her changing table. Notice the chunky legs.

Selah providing toys for Eden