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Tuesday, June 08, 2004

<Sylvia> The Alligator

One day, we had to go somewhere with the whole family. We were waiting for Victor when, after some waiting, Sara suggested "daddy, you'll be the alligator".

I was surprised at first and thought about what she had said. Then, I suddenly understood where this reflection came from. Whenever we leave and someone stays behind, we say "See you later alligator". Therefore, she concluded, if daddy would stay behind, he would be the alligator.

:-) </Sylvia> <!--4:30 AM-->

<Sylvia> Mickey Mouse at the Dentist's

Every time we had to walk to school, we passed by a dentist office on the corner of Washington Avenue. You could see the waiting room through the big glass windows...

In the waiting room, there was a Mickey Mouse seated and every time we passed by, Sara made sure Mickey Mouse was still there. She was very excited about it.

One day, she stopped to look and noticed Mickey was not there. She started crying and was obviously very upset about it. Just then, the assistant came in. She thought Sara needed some urgent care, but I explained her what the real problem was...

From that day on, Mickey Mouse never failed to be present in the waiting room of that dental office...
</Sylvia> <!--4:24 AM-->

Thursday, April 22, 2004

<Sylvia> Mommy, I have Playdoh in my nose... </Sylvia> <!--10:33 AM-->

Wednesday, April 21, 2004

<Sylvia> Forget it..


Sara was in a bad mood. I tried to cheer her up by showing her the blossoms in the trees. There was some wind and the petals were twirling down. "Look at the beautiful flowers in the trees!" I said.

"Forget it" she answered. "They are falling!". </Sylvia> <!--9:00 AM-->

Wednesday, December 17, 2003

<Sylvia> Mommy I lop you!
I wanna hog you... </Sylvia> <!--2:31 PM-->

<Sylvia> Who's to blaim?

We're still struggling with Sara's potty training...

One day, there was a smell that obviously came from Sara's diaper.

When we asked her: "who did caca?". She pointed to her brother and said: "Jason did it". We told her it was a bad thing to lie and that she should tell the truth.

When we asked her again, she pointed to Jason again indicating him as the culprit.
Then Victor told her in a serious voice: "You know, Sara, when Jesus was a baby and his mommy asked him who did caca, he didn't lie... He said: "I did it".

Now, for the last time, he asked her: "Who did caca?".
Without hesitation she blurted out: "JESUS DID IT!!" </Sylvia> <!--2:28 PM-->

Monday, November 10, 2003

<Sylvia> Sylvia: "Do you want to see Nemo?"
Sara: "No. Nemo lost his daddy!". </Sylvia> <!--7:41 AM-->

Saturday, October 04, 2003

<Sylvia> Morocco

Grandma and Grandpa were going on vacation to Morocco. A week later, we got a card from them with camels on it.

I showed it to Sara and she was very interested.

Then I asked her "Would you like to go to Morocco to see the camels"?.

She took a long look at the card, obviously thinking about it

Then she replied: "No, I wanna go to Chuck E Cheese".... </Sylvia> <!--3:53 PM-->

Wednesday, September 24, 2003

<Sylvia> Calling daddy...
Jason had been going to the bathroom and was so proud that he said: "Let's call daddy".

As a result, Sara took the phone and pressed the "talk" button.

"Daddy?" she asked, expecting to hear her father's voice.

"Don't be silly, Sara" said Jason to his sister...

Daddy's number is not just one number. It is many ones.... </Sylvia> <!--4:24 PM-->