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Ubby Dubby Wall

Abby’s new favourite game is “Ubby Dubby Wall” – she acts out Humpty Dumpty falling off the wall. I’m still undecided if I approve of this as sometimes it looks quite brutal doing face plants like that! She doesn’t seem to be hurting herself though, and at least it burns off some energy, and I get a bit of a chuckle.

Mega lots of Megabloks

This is what 230-something Megabloks looks like:

My two year old and the tower of Megabloks

(Please excuse the state of my daughter’s hair in the above photo. We had just returned home and she had been sleeping in the car. And of course, building the tower took top priority.)

I got these blocks off Trademe, and it sure beats paying full price for them. Before today, Abby only had 13 Megabloks because they’re so damn expensive that I couldn’t justify getting her a bigger set.

We saw some sets for sale at the Sallies a few weeks ago, but we had walked there and I wasn’t prepared to lug the bulky bags home on foot. Unfortunately the blocks were sold by the time we finally got around to going back with the car. Gutted.

But then I remembered Trademe.

Abby with her newly acquired wagon and tub of blocks

I spent $45 but got about $200 worth. There’s a cute train to push around and an awesome wagon, both of which Abby tries to get into – too bad they’re not designed to carry kids! She even has 6 people now (although she has three identical boys, two identical girls, and one train driver).

Even if she doesn’t play with them I know that her daddy and I will!

Make me a sandwich, of sorts

I fear that Abby has developed what I will call “SSS”, or “Strange Sandwich Syndrome”.

I believe it may be be hereditary, skipping a generation. Let me explain…

My dad once made himself a cake sub with the leftover Domo-kun cake I made. He doesn’t like sweet things much but was hungry, so he stuffed cake inside a bit of French bread and voilà – a cake sub.

After the cake sub, he invented the trifle sandwich: Vogels bread with trifle from the previous night’s dessert. Seriously, that man should just admit he likes cake.

My dad also decided he needed more fibre with his meal, and could only bother with making toast with peanut butter. So he had his peanut butter toast with a side of mesculin.

Look what I made

And now it appears that Abby has SSS. The other day I made her pikelets (small pancakes), and she loved them. But that was not enough – she needed a sandwich…

Is it a pancake? Is it a sandwich? No, it's a pandwich!

So she decided to make one with a pancake. And what would one put inside a pancake sandwich? Rice cracker snacks of course.

Step 1: Put crackers on pancake

Step 2: Fold pancake in half over rice crackers

Step 3: Devour pandwich

Let’s hope this is a positive sign of an imaginative chef in the making. That, or she’ll just make weird sandwiches and call it cooking! (As foodie parents, I hope it’s not the latter, but if so, we will try not to judge – until we try it that is.)

Play pat a cake with me

If only Fez had hands, then he could play with Abby.

“Pat a cake, pat a cake, bake man. Pat a cake, pat a cake… dog pat a cake! Dog, pat!” (Then Abby spots Fez’s dog snack and says “Doh-doh-doh?”, which is her way of asking “What’s that?”)