Thaïs: I need to wear a bra…!
She was at her grandparents’ place when this episode took place, so unfortunately no pictures. But I believe she spent the whole morning going around the house with a handkerchief tied around her (ahem!) bust!
Something new my darling has started – she refuses to let me wash her hands…
Thaïs: Tana, why you washing my hands? You’re getting on my nerves.
Me: What did you say?
Thaïs: Wait… let me burp…
Burrrrpp!
Thaïs: OK… I can’t talk when I’m burping. I said, “you’re getting on my nerves, Tana”.
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Thaïs: I want to play bat-minton.
Me: OK… but you’ll have to grow up a bit. The racquet is too big for you now.
Thaïs: OK… when I grow up I’ll play bat-minton.
After a while…
Thaïs: When I grow up I’ll hit the shutter-cock with the bat-minton… OK?
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Last night at around midnight…
Thaïs: Come on, Tana. It’s 10:30 o’clock. Time to go to sleep…
She had just spent the last 20 minutes jumping and dancing on the bed, and this, I suspect, is what got her exhausted enough to tell me that she was ready to go to sleep.
Thaïs: If I jump over the pillow, then I would fell down… so I’ll jump in the middle.
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Cock-al-doodle-loo
My dame has lost her shoe
My master’s lost his figgle stick
And don’t know what to do!
FOO!
(Don’t ask me where she got that last line from!)
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Thaïs’ first attempt at “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”:
Likkle Twinkie star
I don’t know what you are
…
…
Why you laughing, Tana…?… Ass…!
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Thaïs will say and do anything to stay up past her bed-time. Last night, after I put on her pyjamas and got her ready for bed, she tried to have a conversation with one of her imaginary friends. She flipped open her toy cell phone and said, “Hello… hmm… yes. OK… bye.”
That was when I made the biggest mistake of my life. OK… the biggest mistake of that night… Asking her who she was talking to as I switched off the lights. Now, I’m giving you the abridged version. Our actual conversation went on much longer since my little darling has a tendency to repeat herself.
Thaïs: That’s my fwend.
Me: Oh. What’s your friend’s name?
Thaïs: Um… Anglesh.
Me: Is your friend a boy or a girl?
Thaïs: He’s a boy.
Me: I see… and where is he?
Thaïs: He’s… er… he’s far away.
Me: What’s he doing there?
Thaïs: He’s gone to find a sister baby.
Me: A sister baby?
Thaïs: Yes. For me to play with.
She opens up her phone again and has another inane conversation.
Me: Now what’s Anglesh saying?
Thaïs: Huh?! That was not Anglesh. That was my other fwend.
Me: Who?
Thaïs: Er… Dinglesh.
Me: Is Dinglesh a boy or a girl?
Thaïs: A boy.
Me: And what is Dinglesh doing?
Thaïs: He’s also looking for a sister baby for me.
Me: I see. And what are you going to do with all these sister babies?
Thaïs: I’ll play with them. Cricket and golf and batminton.
Me: Hmm… both sister babies… Don’t you want a brother baby?
Thaïs: No. I want sister babies. Wait. Don’t talk. My phone is winging.
After hanging up…
Thaïs: That was my other fwend.
Me: What’s his name?
Thaïs: Er… Inglesh.
Me: Does Inglesh speak English?
Thaïs: What?! What you saying, Tana? Don’t talk all yubbish!
Me: I’m not talking rubbish. What language are we speaking in right now?
Thaïs: I don’t know. Daddy, what er… wang-idge are we speaking?
Mario: English.
A pause…
Thaïs: No! That’s my fwend’s name!
Me: You told us your friend’s name was Inglesh.
Thaïs: OK… Sowwy!
Me: That’s OK. Have Anglesh and Dinglesh found your sister babies?
Thaïs: Not yet… I don’t know what they’re doing… Wasting my time…! Bloody swines…! Bassads…! I’m going to fire them!
No, this is not a yo-yo trick. We allowed Thaïs to walk one of the bigger dogs all by herself, yesterday. Of course, we were not far behind. But did she enjoy commanding Maggot (yes, that’s the dog)!
Maggot, move it, I said!
Stop!
Sit!
Wait!
Come on, let’s go!
She showed absolutely no fear at all. In fact, she was in heaven. At last, she finally had someone she could boss over…!
Full marks to Maggot, though. He was perfectly behaved, all the while letting Thaïs believe that she was the one in charge. Best of all, he took his orders like a (wise) man!
Thaïs has been learning the action song “I’m A Little Teapot”. She doesn’t quite know it yet - she keeps mixing up the lines. But she does seem to know most of the corresponding actions. Except for the last line. For some reason, she insists on pouring the tea out of the handle instead of the spout, so she bends the other way. We tried showing her how it works with a real teapot, but she refused to listen. She was having more fun pouring it out her way.
I tried to get some pictures of her in her teapot pose but as soon as she saw the camera she stopped and ran away.
Yesterday, out of the blue, she comes to me, points to her hip and says, ‘my handle is paining…!’ Running around the place, she bumped into a chair and hurt herself.
It’s morning, Thaïs has just woken up and is refusing to let me take off her diaper.
Me: If you don’t let me take it off, you won’t get your milk… you won’t get to watch tv… nothing…
Thaïs: Then what can I get???
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Thaïs’ version of ‘The Three Little Pigs’:
One-a-pon-a time there was a likkle piggy… no… two-twee likkle piggies… And then what happened, Tana???
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Thaïs: Tana please bring my shoes here. I don’t want to walk bare-foo-fid. My feet are getting dirty!
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Last night Thaïs slept in her cot for the first time in over a year. I finally decided it was time she made the shift, so I cleaned up the cot which hadn’t been used since she was about six months old, ‘dressed’ it up a bit with her favorite dolls and teddy bears, and tried to make it all sound like a new adventure. I was most surprised to find that it worked!
Thaïs: My bed… my special bed… It’s small… just for me… You’re too big, Tana. Your bum won’t fit…
(Around midnight. Thaïs is standing up in her cot.)
Me: OK… Lights out… Goodnight!
Thaïs: I want my bib…
I go look for her bib and give it to her.
Thaïs: Thank you Tana. Goo-night Tana. Goo-night Daddy.
(Around 5 am. Thaïs is standing up in her cot.)
Thaïs: Tana wake up… I’m wet… I made su-su…
I get out of bed to clean her up. Somehow, she has managed to wet the bed through her diaper. Since her bedding now had to be changed and I wasn’t in the mood to do that at 5 o’clock in the morning, I washed and changed her, and let her go back to sleep in our bed.
(Around 7 am. Thaïs is sitting up in bed.)
Thaïs: Tana wake up… I want my milk…
And so the day begins…
Computer’s running fine now. Installed all the required software so I should be fine for the next 6–8 months!
My angel’s back after spending 3-4 days with Mario’s parents. She’s grown in the short time she’s been away. Talks a lot more. Can’t imagine how that could be possible, but it is…
She can count upto 10, in order, now. Till the last 2 weeks she had her own order, which changed every time she counted!
She can also write 0 and 1 (she calls them ‘ball’ and ‘line’).
Her favorite phrase now is ‘forget it’. You ask her anything, she says ‘forget it’ if she doesn’t want to/know the answer.
OK… it’s rather late… she’s finally finished her milk. Yeah… I was just killing time… 
Ciao!
During one of our daily tickling bouts, Thaïs tried a new way to get us to give her a breather:
“Stop! Or I’ll give you a ‘panking’!!”
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Thaïs’ favorite TV programs:
Thaïs’ favorite cartoon shows:
That last one has me worried !!!
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