More Dakota

A few sayings and conversations as of yet:

Dakota to baby brother in my tummy:
"Whatcha doin' baby brother? Oh? You're just kicking in Mamma's tummy? Okay, you can just kick in Mamma's tummy!" Then she kissed the belly and ran off. And he started kicking afterward ;)

I ran back in church one day to drop something off and when I returned to the car, Dakota was unbuckled and standing by Doug up front. I asked her what she was doing out of her carseat. Her reply, "I'm just telling Daddy what to do. That's my job!"

When Dakota starts to freak out about anything, I usually say something like, "What's your deal?" Lately she is always telling me what she is doing and feeling and follows it up with, "... that's my deal." Even if I haven't asked :)

She is also very into favorites. What's your favorite food? What's your favorite color? And also how old you are, what color eyes and hair you have and if you are her friend, cousin, aunt or uncle.

Not a Great Listener

This is the monologue I got from Dakota on the way home from gymnastics today:

"I am not a great listener. I got up and ran away and my teacher said, 'Don't run away, Dakota. You are not a great listener.' and I said, 'Sorry teacher.' And she said, 'It's okay miss Dakota-bee.' And I got up and ranned away because I was getting a bumble bee on my paper."

So there you have it.

I told her she needed to listen to her teacher. :)

Ko-Da

Oakley is starting to jabber a ton, but doesn't say anything super clearly. But today when he woke up from his nap, we needed to go pick up Dakota from a playdate.

I asked him, "Should we go pick up Koda?"

He replied: "Ka-da!"

I asked him again, "Ko-da?"

He replied again, "Ka-da!"

Then he proceeded to say her name in the car about 20 times on the way to get her and throughout the rest of the day. It's super cute and I love that he learned her name as one of his first words. If you ask him to say "Koda", he will say it back to you and smile with satisfaction. Dakota thought it was pretty cool and asked him all the way home to say her name.

Don't Talk to Me

Doug thinks that Dakota is always partial to me, which is not always true. But nonetheless, the other evening, we were sitting down to dinner. Doug was pushing Dakota's buttons, teasing her and there was a lot of squealing and whining going on. I finally reached my limit with the noise and announced, "OK! Everybody stop talking! Let's just eat dinner, please!"

Dakota's response:

"No, Mamma! Don't talk to me, because I am talking to Daddy..."

(Doug, secretly is sighing a sigh of victory.)

"Daddy, don't talk to me, because I am eating dinner!"

(Doug rolling his eyes in defeat.)

And then both of us giggling under our breath. Trying to keep things serious. LOL

Ya

Oakley is just barely starting to try to talk. One thing he has picked up on is that people say "ya" in response to questions sometimes. So whenever you ask him a question... no matter the question... he replies, "YA!"

He must just recognize the inflection in your voice when you ask a question.

Dakota-isms lately

"I did it awready."

"OH! I diditt know it."

"Nope. I don't seeee it..."

"I like some milk, please"

"I am hungry wif a chocolate milk." (or insert other food item)

"I'm a big gool!"

"And you do it like this..."

"Polka-dot Pizza" = Pepperoni Pizza

If You're Happy...

(Dakota singing...)

If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!
If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands!!
If you're happy and you know it, then your face will smile
If you're happy and you know it, clap your HANDS!