The Fly On The Wall Sees Bella Again!

Once again, I am participating the Fly on the Wall group post since I found it interesting. Fly on the Wall is a monthly post…

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Once again, I am participating the Fly on the Wall group post since I found it interesting. Fly on the Wall is a monthly post by a group of bloggers challenged to let our readers see what it might be like to be a fly on the wall in our homes. Each post is not a single story, but a compilation of snippets, each one its own quote or event or conversation (or disaster) strung together to provide a behind-the-scenes glimpse into our lives. 

Today 14 bloggers are inviting you to catch a glimpse of what you’d see if you were a fly on the wall in our homes. If the fly on the wall would buzz around my house, it would catch a glimpse of every cute, smart, naughty and funny things by two year old daughter does. We speak a different language here but she speaks English so what you are about to read are her exact words. So, come on in my house as a fly on the wall!

Fly on the Wall

Buzz around, see what you think, then click on these links for a peek into some other homes:


Bella’s version of Hansel and Gretel.

Once upon a time, Hansel and Gretel went to the woods. They called the witch, (hands cuffed in mouth) “”Wiiiiiiitttttttcccchhhhhhh, whereeeee aaaarrrreee yyyooouuuuuuuuuu??” 

The witch came. The witch came up. The witch came down. The witch came up. The witch came down. The witch came up. The witch came down. The witch is tired.

The End


Bella’s better version of Hansel and Gretel.

Once upon a time, Hansel and Gretel went to the woods. 

The witch came out and said, “Why are you eating my house?” (big harsh voice)

“We’re sorry! We’re very hungry!” (small childish voice)

“Okay. Come inside and I will give you more foodie.” (big harsh voice)

The witch said, ”Can you put fire in the oven?” (big harsh voice again)

Then, Hansel pushed the witch inside the oven. The witch was cooked.

The witch is a loser.

The End

I’m impressed that she could do storytelling like this especially with the varying voices same way as I tell her stories.

Bella’s version of The Lion and the Mouse. (She replaced Lion with Tiger.)

Once upon a time, there was a mouse. The mouse came up the tree. There was a mommy mouse and a daddy mouse. The family is good.

The Tiger came. The Tiger is a baby. Uhhmmm. No, it is not a baby. It is a woman. A woman in highschool and she loves trees.

The mouse said, “Okay.” (small voice)

The Tiger said, “Okay.” (big harsh voice) “Thanks, my friend.”

The End.
Bella threw her toy penguin down the stairs. But she didn’t mind at first. We left home and when we came back, that was the first thing she saw. She ran towards it and said, “Oh my! Are you okay?” 

She held her toy and started climbing the stairs and said, “Don’t worry. It’ll be okay. Trust me.”

Bella: Mommy, I want to go to the pool!

Me: Next time.

Bella: No, I want to go there now.

Me: Next time Bella. Not now.

Bella: Okay. Uhmmm..how about now?

Me: No.

Bella: How about now?

Me: NO

Bella: How about now?

Me: Nooo..

Bella: How about nowwww???

She repeated it like forever.


Bella sitting on her diapers (still inside the package). Took her milk cans and her toy spoon and fork. And sang like rock and roll:

“1.2.3.4…(hitting the spoon on the fork) ABCDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVWXYZ. Boys and girls come sing with me. Now I know my ABC. ONE MORE TIME!”

And we bought her drums.

Sleeping time is always a hard time for Bella. One time, I asked her to sleep. She cried a lot. 

Me: Bella, go to bed. NOW. 

Bella: Noooo…Idon’t want to sleep!

Me: You will sleep.

Bella was sobbing as she walked to the bed and said, “Yooouuu can’t do this! Yooouu can’t do this to me!”

Bella noticed my cracked lips.

Bella: Mommy, your mouth is ugly. There is a black part on it.

Me: That’s okay.

Bella: Mommmy! Your mouth is UGLY! Mommmy! Your mouth is UGLY! Mommmy! Your mouth is UGLY! Mommmy! Your mouth is UGLY! Mommmy! Your mouth is UGLY!

Okay Bella. I got that.

Me: Bella, if you are afraid of the monster, what will you do?
Bella: I don’t know Mom.
Me: You just pray and smile.
Bella: Ohhh realllyyy?? Does it work??
Bella: Mom, your nose is like a mouse’s nose. Come, I’ll fix it.

She placed her fingers on my nose and pretended to tweak it.

Bella: There. It is fixed. It’s nice now.

Reallyyy???lol
Brother intentionally sang Let It Go with the wrong lyrics.

Brother: Let you go. Let you go. It’s no turning back anymore…

Bella: No! It’s not let you go! It’s Let It Go!

And she sang it. 
Bella hugged her Dad and me while her Lalaloopsy doll Mittens was on her arms. She said:

“This is my family. I have a baby. But my baby is not a baby. It is a Mittens.”
Her Daddy was leaving and she was crying.


Bella: Daddy, no. No bag. Don’t say goodbye.


Daddy: I will just buy ice cream and lots of Lalaloopsy.


Bella smiled and said: Okay. Goodbye!

Want to read more from Bella? Check out the first Fly On The Wall that I have participated.

10 comments

  1. I love how she interprets and retells stories, but my favorite is the toy penguin she threw down the stairs and then rescued and cared for. So cute!

  2. We bought Frozen on Vudu before it hit the shelves. I didn't expect my kiddo to love it as much as she did. We now have the soundtrack and she makes me take Queen out to put Frozen in. QUEEN!

  3. OMG!! She is something else!!! So cute!! And what an imagination! You have your hands full! LOL 😀

  4. I think I love Bella! It sounds like she has some mad critical thinking skills already.
    Hmmmm…maybe ice cream and Lalaloopsy would work at bedtime, too? 😉

  5. Oh, I miss having little ones. Your Bella sounds adorable. She's a wonderful storyteller too. "No bag. Don't say good-bye". That tugged at my heart! Glad ice cream can make it all better 🙂

  6. That whole "How about now?" conversation? Yeah, I still have that one… with my husband.

    Your daughter sounds adorable!

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