Putting stuff in stuff

Alice has been practicing her spacial skills lately as she has realized that containers can fit "stuff" inside them and then those containers can fit into other containers and so on. I am forever finding all kinds of random assorted items throughout the house. Some of my favorites have been:

• A piece of bread inside a fossil watch tin in the toybox
• An old wallet I let her keep in her purse that was packed full of puzzle pieces
• Coins rattling around in the steering wheel (she had jammed them in through the cracks between the horn and the rest of the wheel)
• playing in the basket aisle at DI, putting a little stuffed animal into a lunch box, and that into a basket, then that basket into a bucket... and so on

She will constantly just rearrange things and try to fit more and more into different boxes. She was trying to put a Mario toy into a tin that also had a large fridge magnet that makes music and some stencils in it, and was very frustrated that not all 3 would fit. I would show her that 2 of the three would fit, but then she'd want to add the last item. Finally, we did find a way to tetris it all in and she was happy.

Today she came up to me in the kitchen and saw that I have a zippered pocket on my pants, and said, "A zipper. Can I put toys in it?" She came back with a beanie baby sized mickey mouse, realized it wouldn't fit, then ran out of the kitchen saying "gotta get a smaller toy" to herself. Right now, I actually have no idea what is in my pocket...

The only thing that is frustrating is that along the bottom of our entertainment center, there is a gap that is about an inch tall, and she loves to stick stuff under there. Since it is such a small opening, and the TV and entertainment center are so heavy, I can't really get much out from under there once she has put something there. Once in a while, I will run a ruler or something under to retrieve what I can, which is usually book and puzzle pieces mixed in with other random small toys. One time she stuck her beloved "mickey mouse ice cream" toy (a piece for mr. potato head that we got in disney world) under there, then realized it was stuck and ran off into the kitchen saying "I need a knife!" When I asked her why, she told me that her mickey mouse ice cream was stuck "on the tv." Yeah... we're still working on our prepositions. ;)

In other news, I had my 3 hour glucose tolerance test today and it was horrible... I felt sick the whole time. My fasting was good (91) but my 1 hour was around 220 somewhere, my 2 hour was 200, and my 3 hour was 140. Basically... confirmation that I have gestational diabetes again. It's kind of a bummer, but I expected it. I looked up how much glucose is in the drink they give you, and it's somewhere between 75 and 100 grams. Considering that the little bottle is only 8 oz, that is a LOT. imagine dissolving 1/2 cup of sugar in 1 cup of water (a little less i guess...) and then drinking it. Yuck. 

Anyway, they faxed an order over to the diabetes specialty people for me to be educated. I'll see what they have to say, but pretty much have been eating as if I'm diabetic already, checking my blood sugar and have had no problems yet, so I think I'll be fine.