You're a violator, baby!

Yesterday afternoon Miley pushed the alarm Panic button on my key remote. It's happened before and probably will again but this time ADT didn't call to make sure everything was okay. Oh well I guess they figured it was an accident. I start cleaning up the living room, Stephen goes to the backyard to water the garden, and Miley is watching Elmo. 10 minutes go by and all the sudden Stephen pops his head in from the back door "The cops are here." "What?" then the door bell rings.

I answer the door and sure enough it's a policeman. He's tries peeking in the house and says "Is everything alright, is someone hurt? We received a medical panic alert." I tell him that our toddler pushed the button and that usually ADT calls right away. The guy was really nice about it all, but he has to write us a false alarm notice. If we get 3 more in the next year, we have to pay a $50 fine. About this time, Stephen comes around the corner and the cop explains the notice to him. "It says you're the violator, but this isn't a big deal really." Stephen says "Maybe Miley should sign it then." Miley hears her name and walks to the door to check out what is going on (Elmo's over so she has returned to the land of the living). The cop points his finger at her and says "You're a violator, baby!" The way he said it was so funny that we can't help but laugh. Miley smiles then starts pulling on me to come and get 'nack.

Only 21 months old and she's already been in trouble with the law.

We are NOT morning people

This morning, I had a lot of trouble getting out of bed. It's a typical Monday morning where the bed is so nice and warm and work seems like a cold and scary place. Stephen and I have started carpooling to work so we needed to leave early today. After pushing sleep for the fourth time and Stephen asking for the 200th time "Are you going to get up?", I drag myself out of bed. I got dressed and ate a bowl of cereal and decided I better get Miley up.

I slowly open her door and she's laying on her tummy with her head facing the door. She slowly opens one eye then quickly pushes her face in the mattress. She then grabs her bed rails and stretches her legs all the way out. I walk over to her and rub her back telling her to wake up. She swats my hand and screams "Noooooo, my nigh nigh". Then shoves her face back into the mattress and grabs back onto her bed rail. I try again but this time she puts a death grip on her bed and says "My nigh nigh!" And again her whole face goes into the mattress like she's an ostrich or something and I can no longer see her. I started laughing so hard, it made my day. I wonder if I can do that tomorrow when Stephen tries to wake me up. I'll just grab hold of the head board and scream "NOOOOOOO!!! My bed."

A Gemini born in October?

Miley's supposed zodiac sign is a Libra (the scales) meaning well balanced and level headed. I believe she is a Gemini indicating multiple personalities, chaotic, and unpredictable. Yesterday afternoon when I picked up Miss Miley from school, the teachers just went on and on about how well behaved she is. "Oh, Miley NEVER cries unless there is something really wrong". Me.."WHAT!? Never cries, well she whines a lot, right?" Them..."Oh no, she is always so sweet and well behaved." At that moment, Miley shot me her devil grin. As soon as we got home the whining and crying marathon was on. She was so irritated last night, I just wanted to pull my hair out. What was the matter? Here is her list of demands or whining would commence:

1. "Mommy turn Elmo on!" Okay, I turn Elmo on but it's really loud so I turn it down a little. Miley is horrified "Mommy turn up, turn up." "No, baby, it's too loud." All hell breaks loose for a good 5 minutes.

2. Elmo's over. "Mommy turn Elmo on!" "No baby, you just watched it, how about a snack." Whines a little about the Elmo thing then sprints to the pantry yelling 'nack 'nack. I put her in the high chair and give her the pudding. 3 minutes later "Mommy, all done." "You didn't eat any, don't you want it". "MOMMY, ALL DONE!!!" So I get her out of the chair and then she starts crying because she wants to eat her snack while running around the house.

3. Whining for 1 hour begins, reason still unknown.

4. Whining stops and she is playing with her baby umbrella stroller. She desperately wants this thing on the couch, again reason still unknown. Gets really frustrated that she can't get it on the couch so screaming begins. I try to help her and I get told "NOOOOOOO!!! Mommy mine." She then throws herself down and has a fit.

5. Bedtime (thank you lord) she is sleeping peacefully like an angel next to me on the couch. I lift her up and carry her down the hall. The second her head hits her mattress, she's starts crying and yelling "Mommy, mommy, mommy...."

So what is this never cries and never whines? I don't get it, she must be a Gemini. It's either that or she just loves me the most so she's more herself. Tonight, we go to Mimi's so she'll be a perfect angel. Gotta love it :)