Listening and Talking

Callie gets mad when I don't listen to her.  I do find myself tuning her out sometimes, because she likes to talk, but she expects more than my listening ears.  She likes me to look in her eyes and verbally confirm over and over again that I'm listening.  One day she'll yell "DON'T TALK TO MUCH!" because I'm having a conversation with her daddy, and she wants me to listen to her, and then the next day, she'll yell, "MOMMY, TALK TO ME!" when I'm busy getting their b-fast ready, but she wants me to stop and tell her that I'm listening.  It doesn't surprise me that she insists on being listened to, because I expect the same from her.  "Callie, don't talk right now, I'm talking to your Daddy.  Wait till I'm done"....."Callie, use your words.  Talk to me"......"Callie, listen to me"....."Callie, LISTEN TO ME"..."Callie, look at me!" I wonder if I start visually and verbally listening to her better, she'll do the same for me? Just a thought.


Since I've mentioned talking...


6.19.11
Me: Can you tell Daddy, "Happy Father's Day!"?
Callie: Happy...what mommy--Happy Birthday..(looks at me questioningly) What are you saying mommy?

7.16.11
Nate: Callie do you see the moon?
Mel: yeah! Callie, look at the moon.  It's orange tonight!
Callie:  oh, God made the moon....Did God color the moon? 


7.19.11
Callie:  Mommy, i have a lot of itchy-es.  
Me: oh, did the ants get you again?
Callie: no.
Me: let me see..no, you just have mud on your feet.  Have daddy wash them off for you.
Callie: Mom, i do have ants, they are hiding.  
Me: Where are they hiding?
Callie: The ants are hiding in my toes!

7.23.11
Toby sneezes 
Callie (squeals):  mommy, Toby just blush you-ed!
Me: Toby just sneezed? 
Callie: no, Toby just blush you-ed.


7.24.11
Callie and Ellie coming from the pantry starting to eat a handful of spaghetti noodles I'd spilled on the floor earlier that day and had yet to clean up.
Me: Are those the ones from the floor?
Callie: yeah.
Me: okay, well, they are dirty since they were on the floor.
Callie: that's okay, we like dirty ones. 

7.25.11
Callie: Mommy, my ear hurts.
Me: Your ear hurts?  I'm sorry.
Callie:  yay, I need to take it off. 
Me: You need to take it off?
Callie: Yeah, but it's on.  It's too on.  Yeah, it's stuck.