The last blog update I did was pretty much all about Canon. I've had in the plan to do an update on Savana next and I'm finally doing it. But I'm afraid this will include a little bit of Canon. I can't help it. The stories are just ones I don't want to forget.
Savana is definitely showing her little personality. She loves pink. If there is every a choice, she will choose pink. She is mostly a happy little girl. She definitely has her moments too. She takes "no" very personally. It is kind of an adjustment to make between her a Canon. I'm telling Canon "no", "don't do that" or "stop that" at least 20 times a day. He just moves on to obviously do something else he's not supposed to. But Savana takes it hard. And she doesn't always stop doing whatever it is. She just gets a very hurt look on her face, and keeps doing it, only a little more timidly. I don't know if it hurts her feelings or what. But the incident usually ends in tears or a tantrum. I usually try and divert her instead or she ends up taking it is much worse than the crime.
Savana loves to clean up. All you need to do is sing the "clean up" song and she is working away. She hangs up her little coat and puts away her little boots. She will even clean up Canon's boots if they are with hers. She loves playing with Canon's toys. Airplanes, trains and animals are her thing right now. I'll admit we don't have a lot of dolls, but she doesn't really play a ton with the two dolls she has. And that is OK. It is kind of nice that she and Canon like the same toys. They are really starting to play a lot together. And Canon is learning that if he wants her to stick around, he has to be nice.
Savana knows herself as "Savana Banana". Once I called her sweetie and I was told very sternly that "My name is Savana Banana!" Seth has also started to call her "George" He says she looks like Curious George. I don't see it, but whatever! So she told me the other day, "My name is Savana Banana, and Daddy calls me George."
Ok, so as promised, I have to end this post with a Canon story. This morning I went to get in the car. Canon was outside and he told me that he had buried something. "What?" I asked. "Scriptures" he answered. Oh great! He had talked about it earlier that morning, and to my fault, I hadn't specifically told him not to do it. So I went in my flower bed where I could see some freshly turned dirt. Fortunately, he had put them in one of my tupperware before he buried them in the ground! He said he wanted to be like Moroni. I appreciate that he is actually listening in Primary, but I kind of need my scriptures! He told me that I could just read his.