Jayne told us she’s teaching Allie the days of the week, and the concept of yesterday, today, and tomorrow. I think Allie’s getting it. On Saturday, we told Allie that “tomorrow,” we were going to Disneyland. Sunday morning, when I went to get Allie from her crib, she was already standing up holding onto her crib rails. “Let’s see, what should Allie wear today?” I asked, opening her dresser drawer.
Allie jumped up and down and chanted, “Mimi dress! Mimi dress! Mimi dress!”
“You want to wear your Minnie dress?”
“Yeah! Mimi’s house!”
“You want to wear your Minnie dress to Minnie’s house? I don’t know…I think it might still be too big.” Jayne had bought her the dress about a month ago, knowing it was too big, but couldn’t resist because Allie is such a Minnie Mouse fan.
“Noooo, not too beeg, leetle! Leetle!” Allie insisted. I laughed and tried it on, and of course, given all Allie’s growth spurts, it now fits. Even when I was pulling it over Allie’s head, Allie was still making her argument. “Leetle! Leetle!” It wasn’t little, it was actually still quite roomy, but it worked. So here’s Allie on Sunday morning:

(The stepkidlet took the above photos and made the collage. She said, “Look! Twins! Can you imagine if there’s TWO Allies? Oh, I wish!”)

We met up with Laurel and her son, Jonathan, at Disneyland. Jonathan recently turned 3, and was finally a kid whom Allie didn’t tower over. Jonathan was shy the entire morning, but they did ride a bunch of rides together. Well, not together the way Allie and Alexis rode rides together, sitting next to each other. Jonathan was mostly too shy to interact so Laurel held him most of the time. He did come out of his shell a little in New Orleans Square, which is long enough for me to shoot this video of them dancing. You can tell that the toddler class really helped along the dancing skills…for Mr. W.

I love how Allie seems to actually be torn when the beads were tossed at her feet. She didn’t know why the man did that, but she knew she’s not supposed to pick up random things from the floor, and she also knew it wasn’t hers (when she approaches another kid’s toy on the ground, we tell her, “That’s not yours, Allie,” and she freezes mid-reach). A cartoon question mark seems to almost appear and float over her head.

She loved wearing that Minnie dress. We came across a catalog picture of a child in a dress-up princess gown, and Allie pointed to the photo and said, “Oooh, putty dress. Like Allie’s. Like Mimi dress. Putty!”