I almost didn't go to the Children's museum today.

[conuly]

Man, that was a waste of time. Ana didn't want to be near me at all. She just kept following this one girl, waiting to be offered a toy, trying to take the toy, and then getting confused as it was snatched away at the last possible second.

But she was all friendly later. *giggles* She has this thing where, if she wants you to sit down, she'll pat the place where you're supposed to sit and go "Sit! Sit!" Actually, she says shit, shit, but we all know what she means :) This doesn't always mean that she wants you to be near her, of course, it might just mean that sitting elsewhere messes with her delicate Feng Shui. She's very into that. Anyway, at one point, I'm sitting where she placed me, and she moves off. And I start patting the couch. SIT! SIT! She thought this was hysterical. Almost as good as when you dress her bear the wrong way. *huggles her Anababy*

And then later (or possibly earlier), she realized - Connie has boobs! So she's lifting up my shirt and looking at them, and I say "No, they're not mommybreasts. You can't even unhook the bra". I didn't realize that she knows the word bra, and would take that as a hint to go prodding that mystical piece of cloth. This is where I pulled my shirt down. Of course, that prompted a very giggly "lean towards connie's chest and make the milk noise" incident. Ana. She's just a barrel of laughs.

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[gingembre.livejournal.com]

Mostly, I would be concerned about the sugar, and the artificial crap in the "creamer" that I use. But also, caffeine can make you hyper, which I try not to encourage overly in my kiddo. :-) When she's, say, ten, I probably will let her have a (small) cup of her own if she wants. The occasional sip I don't feel will harm her, but she *is* only 21 months, so it's not something I want her to have yet. However, it certainly didn't cause me to panic. :-p