We ran out of Dora bandaids this week- not good when 3 year olds get about 5 "owies" a day with at least 3 of those meeting the bandaid requirement (must be bleeding)! This morning Ashlyn informed me that we needed to take a trip to Target to get more bandaids because the brown bandaids just weren't cutting it. So we headed out to Target (it doesn't take much to get me to Target). As we were walking into the store I was walking kind of fast- it was cold outside :( and all of a sudden Ashlyn starts yelling at me in Spanish- yes, Spanish. I had no idea what she was saying. She was yelling something that sounded like "spada." I stopped and asked her what she was saying and she looks at me like duh mom, "spada, that means I want you to wait for me."
Another "Spanish" moment. The other day Ashlyn had done some jobs to earn money so I gave her a handful of change. She sat down at the kitchen table to count her money and she counted it all in Spanish- all the way up to 12. Each time I asked her how much money she had she would count it in Spanish. I'd say, "now count it in English" and she'd just laugh and start counting in Spanish again.
This kid LOVES Dora and Diego, but could care less about any of the Disney Princess'. She cracks me up. Since half the U.S. population is speaking spanish now I guess it will be to her advantage that she knows a little right? 
(Ashlyn glued to the TV)
The kitchen pantry is another one of those doors that we TRY to keep closed because he is in it the second he discovers it is open. He somehow figured out how to get the lid off the 5 gallon bucket of flour and made a nice mess (you can't see his grubby little hands and arms that are covered in white powder, but he did sneak a taste!)
Tanner loves to unload things. I don't know if he likes the messes they make or the crashing sound things make when they hit the floor, but he can destroy Ashlyn's room in 2 seconds flat!
He has an almost daily routine of unloading all the dvd's from the drawer.
Tanner loves my purse and goes through it any chance he gets. He will usually hunt down my cell phone to play with first, but lately he has had this thing with gum. He wants to chew it. If you ever get a piece of gum from me don't be surprised if it has little teeth marks in it. He will go through and bite each piece. When he sees me coming he starts chewing faster and then he'll throw the gum to me (he was surprised today when I took his picture). 
I will never understand why lunch would taste better on the floor then on your tray, but Tanner seems to think it does. His favorite game is dropping his food and saying ought-oh, and then after I get him down he goes back over to eat the food he dropped. This frustrates me because I will give him clean food and offer him something else and he'll refuse to eat it in his highchair, but then eat off the floor minutes later. He also loves to "beg" food off any of us. He'll pull himself up to wherever we're sitting and open his mouth like a little bird until we drop food into it. (He even begs food off Ashlyn!)
Ummm ya- that is the kitchen garbage all over the floor (the same floor he eats off)!
"Oh here mom, you want some!"
