Seeing Orange
Marshall MOPS Meeting Place
Is anyone else seeing orange...all the time? My Mother would say that seeing life in a shade of orange must mean you are happy (its her favorite, cheery color.) However, I may have a different point of view (just kidding, I love the patch!)Yesterday, when Savannah came home from MDO at IBC, she had a picture of a pumpkin. Proudly, she said "punkin." I simply replied "good job" because she had pointed one out many times before in her picture book. This was not something new. As our evening proceeded our conversation did not. "Punkin, punkin, punkin, punkin, punkin." That was our night. Everything related to a pumkin.
The next morning she wanted pumkin for breakfast. Slightly amused that the fetish did not wear off overnight, I promised her we would make something with pumkin today. Our day began with a trip to Wal-Mart which might as well been a pumkin patch with all of the fall decor. Savannah held a pumkin through our Wal-Mart adventure and noted every single pumkin we passed.
I began to think about working our pumpkin patch in a couple of hours. With this new-found obsession, Savannah may enjoy coming to the patch with me.
Her eyes lit up orange when we arrived! She ran to the pumkins with no hesitation. "Punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins..." She repeated that word continuously for the first hour and touched each and every pumkin. After that she said it only every 5 minutes. When customers arrived she was first on the scene to tell them that there are pumkins here!
Of course she now has her own little pumkin and we bought a few for the house. I have accepted my new orange life (although I am really more of a yellow person. Lemons anyone?) My little pumkin (you had to know that line was coming) is now napping at 5pm and dreaming of pumpkin land I'm sure. And when she wakes up we will make pumkin bread and play with our pumkins.
The ironic part of the story is that I am drinking a pumkin flavored drink while I write this, that I bought 4 weeks ago!
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em!
Is anyone else seeing orange...all the time? My Mother would say that seeing life in a shade of orange must mean you are happy (its her favorite, cheery color.) However, I may have a different point of view (just kidding, I love the patch!)Yesterday, when Savannah came home from MDO at IBC, she had a picture of a pumpkin. Proudly, she said "punkin." I simply replied "good job" because she had pointed one out many times before in her picture book. This was not something new. As our evening proceeded our conversation did not. "Punkin, punkin, punkin, punkin, punkin." That was our night. Everything related to a pumkin.
The next morning she wanted pumkin for breakfast. Slightly amused that the fetish did not wear off overnight, I promised her we would make something with pumkin today. Our day began with a trip to Wal-Mart which might as well been a pumkin patch with all of the fall decor. Savannah held a pumkin through our Wal-Mart adventure and noted every single pumkin we passed.
I began to think about working our pumpkin patch in a couple of hours. With this new-found obsession, Savannah may enjoy coming to the patch with me.
Her eyes lit up orange when we arrived! She ran to the pumkins with no hesitation. "Punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins, punkins..." She repeated that word continuously for the first hour and touched each and every pumkin. After that she said it only every 5 minutes. When customers arrived she was first on the scene to tell them that there are pumkins here!
Of course she now has her own little pumkin and we bought a few for the house. I have accepted my new orange life (although I am really more of a yellow person. Lemons anyone?) My little pumkin (you had to know that line was coming) is now napping at 5pm and dreaming of pumpkin land I'm sure. And when she wakes up we will make pumkin bread and play with our pumkins.
The ironic part of the story is that I am drinking a pumkin flavored drink while I write this, that I bought 4 weeks ago!
If you can't beat 'em, join 'em!
posted by Christina | 5:40 PM
3 Comments:
I'm telling you, you're little one is about as cute as they come. How were the muffins?
Glad you took her out there and had a good time!! :-)
Cari, the pumkin bread was great. However, as you can imagine, it was all Savannah wanted to eat. And even though I did not let her have all she wanted, she still ended up with a little tummy ache and lots of gas! Still...she asks for more "punkin!"
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