The grocery store used to be a fun place for Cady to go. As of yesterday, that all might have changed.
I let her walk, instead of riding in the grocery cart this time. While we were in the meat section, she started poking the meat. I told her to stop but alas she continued till she poked her finger on one of the meat wrappers and poked a hole in the packaging and looked up at me, while smiling an impish grin.

I picked up the meat with a hole in the seal, and advised her that we would have to tell the butcher so that he can fix it. When we were standing at the butcher counter, she hid behind me, moving ever so slightly with my own moves so that she would not be seen. And when I handed it to him, I said, "Cady poked a hole in this, and she's sorry" To which he replied, "Cady, now I have to do extra work".
As soon as he opened his mouth to say anything, it could have been, "Cady, you look cute today", she curled her lips downword and took a breath. Dead silence, and then she started crying loudly with tears rolling down her cheeks.
I picked her up and consoled her, but she was crying and she couldn't stop. She felt guilty. She was G-U-I-L-T-Y. And she had been told so, but I had no idea she would be that emotional about it. The butcher came from around the counter and quickly said, "It's ok. Tell you what, go get a cookie at the bakery. Tell them it's from me". Of course, cookies are free at the bakery but she didn't know that. She nodded her head, and we went toward the bakery to get her cookie......Still crying loudly.

We left the store soon after, but she was not her usual bubbly self for the rest of the time there. I now wonder if she will want to go to the store again with me so quickly next time. At least I know she's going to keep her fingers away from the meats.

Back to the mind of a three year old.




Mom: (looking over her shoulder at the sofa against the wall, with Cady standing behind it)
Cady: Hi Mom.
Mom: What are you doing? (making a mama scowl)
Cady: Getting out of here.


Cady: (shining a flashlight to the darkened skies) Look at that flashing star!
Mom: That's an airplane, Cady.
Cady: Ohh yeah! They're probably going to China to get a baby. Then when I'm five, we will go to my China to get my baby sister Melody.
Mom: (concerned that Cady now thinks babies are all "made in China") Cady, where do babies come from?
Cady: God makes them.
Mom: You're a smart little girl.

These intermission picture are from our trip to Monterey




Cady (sleeping with no pull ups on-yeah, we tried) woke up from sleeping in her own bed and walked into our bedroom. "Daddy, I peed my pants"
Dad: Ohhh, did you pee the bed, sweetie?
Cady: (whining with protest) NOOOOOOO! I PEED MY PANTS. You need to listen better!

Mom: Eat 4 more bites of your dinner.
Cady: running to the computer room. (I Love Lucy type of cry)
Mom: What's wrong?
Cady: You're not my friend any more because you make me eat 4 more bites. (then she proceeds to stomp off to her bedroom so she can lay her head on her bed and whine the "Lucy cry" loud enough to hear her from the living room.



Pictures are from Monterey Aquarium. More pics to some soon.

And the last one...
Cady: Mommy I want to play DVD Bingo tonight before bed.
Mom: No, Cady we played that last night. Lets read a book tonight. Which book do you want to read tonight? I'll let you choose.
Cady: But I love Bingo. ok....listen. You have one choice. You can play Bingo with me before bed. So, what's your choice?