The Buckleys: When you're smiling...

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

When you're smiling...

The whole world smiles with you!

When you're laughing

The sun comes shining through.

So keep on smiling.

Cause when you're smiling -- the whole world smiles too.

Eleanore's sweet smile is truly contageous. It often brings the words of this famous Louis Armstrong song to my mind. Thought I would take a minute to show off a few more Halloween pics (before Thanksgiving is here...ahhh!) and one we had taken at Church a couple of weeks ago for a ward directory.

El really is a good little girl with a vocabulary that is growing faster than I can believe. She often says things that I'm sure I didn't "teach" her. For example, last night she spit her food out at the dinner table. I stearnly told her "No, no." She looked at me and said, "Mommy, no grumpy?" I couldn't help but smile at her inquisitive face.

Another cute moment...I am trying to see if potty training will work. We've only gone a couple of days in undies, but so far she has only had one accident. Each time she "tinkles" (or as she calls it "Tinker Bells") or "plops" on the potty I tell her what a good girl she is. At some point I must have told her I was proud of her because this morning she went and then announced "So proud Mama!" I love my El!

7 comments:

Sarah said...: SOOOO ADORABLE!!! Those turned out perfect... I love how her personality shines through in the pictures...even in the one for the ward directory. You have some great pics. She is getting so big... such a little girl now. Looks like she's at a super fun stage. She is a smarty, that's for sure. You're right her smile is def contagious... I couldn't stop giggling at the pictures... and she lives across the country! Thanks for sharing.; November 20, 2009 at 4:04 PM
Emily T. said...: She is so cute. The clown pictures are so fun. I just love when they start talking too. It's amazing what they come up with, I can totally relate to the "teaching" comment. Hope you are feeling well!; November 21, 2009 at 10:09 PM
Kim said...: Such great pictures! She is too cute. Good luck with the potty training!; November 22, 2009 at 7:26 PM
Miriam said...: CUTE!! I love the one on the bench, she does have such a great smile! But hello look at her mom and dad!!; November 23, 2009 at 11:49 AM
Miriam said...: and holy cow!!! I can't believe your counter says you have 74 days left....that is so soon, and that's not even right!!! AHHHH!!! How exciting!!; November 23, 2009 at 11:50 AM
Ryan and Holly said...: Oh, Eleanore is just so cute. I really can't help but smile when I see her, too! What a sweetheart! I love hearing the fun things she says!; November 25, 2009 at 10:52 PM
Ashley said...: That is really sweet. Her smile is contagious! I hope potty training goes well, glad that so far it is good!?!? Hope you're having a good holiday.; November 26, 2009 at 9:47 PM

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I want to remember it like this...

October 2010:

Both Ivy and Maya say "Dada." Maya says in her growly voice a very clear, "DAD!" They are growing up too fast.

Eleanore likes to look in the mirror next to our table while we are eating dinner and she'll often talk to her reflection. She'll say things like "Who are you?" Yesterday she said, "Bananas smell good. Dirty socks don't smell good."

Eleanore dressed up like a fairy and announced "I am a Fairy Gospel."

In preperation for Halloween, Eleanore has been talking about all the things she could be and pretending to be many different Halloween-like characters including a nice witch and a mean witch. The nice witch laughs like this "HaHaHa" (high pitched and smiling. The mean witch laughs like this "HeHeHe" (low voice and scowl).

September 2010:

A friend of my mine stopped by to visit and she had her friend's son, Adam, with her. Throughout our hour-long visit Eleanore kept repeating "Adam was a prophet, first one that we know..." over and over. I kind of felt bad for the boy (who incidently is not a member of our church and doesn't know that Primary song), but it was pretty funny.

Eleanore has picked up on a few phrases that I use...that I think I picked up from my pops. "I'm exasperated." and "Oh Fiddlesticks." The latter really makes me think of my Dad.

After Bryan brushed Eleanore's hair she turned and said, "Thanks, Sweetie!"

August 2010:

Out of the blue (during a converstation lull...the girl doesn't like silence) Eleanore will often suggest, "Let's chat!"

Eleanore announces. "I know Portuguese." We ask, "Really, what?" "Portuguese!"

My new name: "Momster." Sometimes, even "Momsterarooski."

Eleanore loves to give giant hugs (just what they sound like), big smackarooskis (big kisses), and little mouse hugs (whe touches my shoulder with both hands and then busts up laughing).

July 2010:

Walking outside, Eleanore began narrating: "It was a beautiful summer day..."

A few months ago a man in our ward fell of the roof. We were talking about it because we were going to bring them dinner, and haven't really talked about it since. Today when El woke up from her nap she whispered, "Mom, someone fell off the roof." I asked who, totally not knowing what she was talking about. "Brother Dumm." She announced. It was actually a man named Brother Barrett, but Brother Dumm was sick at the same time and Bryan went to visit him the same day. What a memory she has.

June 2010:

I often tell Eleanore that if we watch too much TV our brains will get mushy. The other day I told her it was time to turn off the TV and she said, "Yes, my hair is mushy."

I told Eleanore that the babies didn't feel good. She said, "Mom, when I'm a grown up I can be a doctor and take care of them."

Eleanore asked what "No problem" means. I told her it meant you'd be glad to do it. Since then, I asked her if she would like to finger paint, she replied, "I'd be glad to do it." I got the same response when I asked if she wanted a piece of candy.

May 2010:

"[Ivy] is a precious girl. I feel that in my heart," Eleanore after kissing Ivy.

"My hair is not a toy Mom," Eleanore to Mom after sitting through three attempts at French braids.

"It's hard being a big sister," Eleanore.

"I love you, I love you, I really, really love you," Eleanore singing very seriously and loudly.

Eleanore asked to watch a t.v. show called Max and Ruby, I told her, "No, I don't like that show. " She responded, " Then you go away and I'll watch it. I like it."

January 2010:

"Babies poop a lot," Eleanore to Mom as I changed yet another diaper. "Babies cry a lot," Eleanore to Mom about five minutes later.