Conversations with Boba

So yeah, it's been a couple of weeks. Sorry. Been playing a bit of catch-up at work after our unexpected two-day break for the fires. I had two simultaneous deadlines today that I've been working on the last two weeks, and of course I had completely forgotten that I had last Monday off...so I planned as though I had a full 5 days this week. Needless to say, not having that day hurt.

But back to business! Or Boba business, at least. Let's see....last we left off it was post-Halloween. Well, she's just getting bigger and bigger each day...and remember when I used to talk about how she babbled? Oh my goodness! She doesn't babble anymore; she actually talks! And she makes sense! Most of the time! It's totally cute, and it's clear she's really trying to make conversation with me, even though she may repeat the same thing over and over again. For example:

Boba: Mommy, what are you doing?

Me: I'm making dinner for you.

Boba: Din-ner?

Me: Yes.

Boba: Ohhh! (takes a moment) Daddy's at work!

Me (unsure how she made the mental transition): Um, yes, Daddy's at work.

Boba: Um, Daddy come home [unintelligible] have din-ner?

Me: No, honey, he has a show tonight. He won't have dinner with us.

Boba: No! Daddy come home! (repeats this about 5x)

Me (somewhat exasperated): Okay, okay, Daddy's coming home.

Boba: Um, and then go swimming, and then go Papa and Doe's!

Me (eyeing the clock): Uh, actually sweetie, we're not going to go swimming or to Papa and Doe's, it's late. We're going to take a bath and read books instead.

Boba: Read books?

Me: Yes.

Boba: OKAYYYY!!! Read books now!!

Me: No, not right now sweetie.

Boba: Why not??

Me (dumbfounded she actually knows this question): Ummm... because I'm making your dinner!!

Boba: Din-ner?

Me (taking a deep breath): Um. YES.

Boba: Okay. (beat) Daddy HOME!!!

Yep, she's a keeper.

Swimming with Daddy

Halloween = Pure Joy!!

But that doesn't mean I'm going to handmake Boba's costume next year. I'll still buy it. I'll just buy it in June.

Just kidding.

But - ohmigoodness - WHO KNEW trick-or-treating with your child would be so much fun??? I got such a kick out of her yelling "Trick or Treat!" every time we approached a house, and then watching our neighbors oooh and aahhh over how friggin' cute she was in her Tinkerbell/butterfly/fairy outfit. Then, every time she got candy, she'd yell jubilantly, "I GOT IT!" And then: "Other door? Other door trick-or treat?? OH-KAYYYY???"(That is her way of expressing affirmation for everything. "OH-KAYYYY???")

And then she had one too many lollipops that she paid for with what I call a candy-hangover this morning. I won't go into details.

But it was worth it! Lolo Bob followed her around with the camera (and me), and so I have some fun shots. But I'll start with pictures of a couple of nights ago, when Daddy carved a pumpkin - with Boba's help, of course.

Boba's first pumpkin-carving adventure!

Scraping off the seeds

Surveying the damage

"Hmmm....so we're gonna EAT these later??"

The final product! It was Boba's design, of course.

Getting ready to trick-or-treat...although she clearly has found a treat already!

Venturing out with Mommy

Charming our neighbors

Yum yum! We're definitely doing this again next year!