Piu-Piu

It seems like my girls were born wearing a purse and playing with dolls. Tito, on the other hand is a different story. Although he can hang with the girls in playing house if he has to, he clearly favors anything that can be shot or ridden. I have been convinced that this was innate and in no way a learned behavior since he was born into a house of barbie dolls and frilly dress-ups. The other day Matt was asking me why Tito was saying "Piu-Piu" (Pee-oo Pee-oo). I thought it was obvious that was the sound of a shooting gun. Matt informed me that, in English, a gun says "bang bang" not "piu piu". That was a real blow to me because I honestly don't remember teaching Tito to shoot guns. I swear he started doing that on his own...but I'm the only one around here that was raised in Mexico so somehow, Imust have tought my son to shoot in Spanish.

Did I already mention that I spent Tuesday on the phone with poison control? Tito got into my prenatal vitamins while I was nursing Troy. Considering he no symptoms, aside from a few nasty diapers, I think he must have only eaten a few. Although at the time I had no idea how many he'd eaten.

Saturday was a Mother's day event at Ellie's pre-school. She was so cute and totally treated me like a Queen. Recently she's been extra-super polite to me--she asks me if she can help, gives me lots of hugs, etc. She also wanted to choose my outfit and made me wear one of her favorite necklaces which was way too small for me. Also notice the corsage on my arm.

It was great to see all of her art work and to see her interact with friends and teachers. She's a gem.