Yesterday Laurel spent 45 minutes in the hot tub (it's not quite warm enough to swim in the pool) as a reward for using the potty twice. She thought she was hot stuff splashing around, though I wasn't so wild about it after getting an ant bite. *grumbles briefly about people not cleaning up after themselves and the complex not using broadcast ant killer* It doesn't itch as much now, but I had a nickel-sized welt on my forearm when I went to sleep.
Laurel picks up phrases from the videos she's been watching and is learning to use them appropriately. In the meanwhile, it's really funny to have her ask for something and follow up with "I'm serious!" or "Sweet, but wrong" while she's waiting.
I think she inadvertently amused several fellow diners over lunch yesterday at the Pollo Salsa in Carrollton between peeking through the break in the divider between our booth and the condiment bar and lifting her dress to look at the band-aid on her stomach. Luckily she devoured the rice, beans and chicken that make up their kids' meal, though next time I won't get the lemonade for her -- it's so sweet even I winced.
Today's big project is ironing around 20 yards of cheesecloth, folding it in half lengthwise, and winding it onto the bolt it came in on. *wry grin* After I get the current batch of spice bags (used for mulling spices, bouquet garni, etc.) ready for sale I'll post a heads-up here before I list them on eBay.
In the meanwhile, amuse yourselves with the mental image of me wrangling several yards of fabric with Laurel underfoot. (: