The Baby is the coolest baby there ever was, and I can prove it.
Evidence #1:
Tonight I was asking her what she wanted for dinner:
Me: Raviolis?
Her: No? (which is shocking in and of itself, but that’s a different story)
M: Eggs?
H: No? (everything she says is a question. It’s just how she rolls)
M: Peanut Butter and Jelly sandwich.
H: < smile > < wiggle dance >

This reaction is related to repeated viewing of this:

It’s Peanut Butter Jelly Time!

She is so rad.

Update: My mom is fine, house is fine. Finally stopped frikin’ raining. Guests keep on a-comin’, and we have all been sick. Baby had a temp of 104 for cousin Lisa, then she and I both had sore throats for Chris and Ayaka. Now HH and I are battling a strength-sapping cold, and Talia arrives on Saturday. Ha, and our other guests thought our bathroom was dirty- wait til the new ones see what we haven’t done around the house! That’ll show them.

Must go run errands while the Girl is frolicking at day care. Bleaurgh.

So, my mother evacuated her house today. The place where we, as guests, usually park, is completely underwater, as is the playground and pool.

We were just there Yesterday. The river was high, but there was no indication that it would come up over the edge, onto the path through the string of trees at the edge of the yard. Here in Western Mass., I can’t say we’re dry as a bone, but the basement is barely damp and the puddles are not of unusual size. Mum and Bill spent the morning getting family photographs out of the basement and putting the brand new furniture up onto the highest thing they could reach. Oh and also, they put in hardwood floors last winter.

They weren’t sure they should evacuate, so she called my uncle the firefighter. He was in a meeting, deciding whether to evacuate the town. The Sheraton gave them a discounted rate, a refugee rate.

I am sort of freaked out.

*Today The Girl sat “reading” Where The Wild Things Are, and at each page with a monster, she went, “Raahhh…”

* We went to an open house on Saturday, and when we walked past the bathroom she shouted, “Pee!”

* She went through the computer desk drawers (which she is not supposed to do) and pulled out a blank DVR. She then ran over to the Xbox and pushed the drawer open button (which she is not supposed to do) and stuck the disk in the spot where disks go. Because she’s So. Fucking. Smart. It’s. Eerie.

* She has been trying out new walks. The most common is the Shake Your Booty, where at each step she flings alternating hips out as far as they can go. This is usually accompanied by humming to the inaudible disco in her head. But our favorite is this slump-shoulderd, deep-kneed samurai walk that she does, although a close second is the Head and Body Tilted Dangerously To One Side While Running Face First Into the Couch. Oh man that’s a good one.