Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Wonderful Things
When I dropped you off at Josh's this morning, you said: "When you pick me up, I can tell you all about all the wonderful things that I did at Acrosports today!" I can't wait!
Tongue Tied
You've been getting a kick, lately, out of trying -- and having difficulty -- saying some words. You love to try to say the tongue twister of Peter Piper and laugh and laugh at your inability to do so; your version sounds a lot like: "picka picka picka!"
You also crack yourself up when you confuse words or can't pronounce something. The other day you were trying to tell me that something was on the kitchen table, but for some reason you couldn't spit it out. Instead, you told me that something was on the chicken table. Seriously this made you gasp for air as you laughed and laughed about the chicken table!
You also crack yourself up when you confuse words or can't pronounce something. The other day you were trying to tell me that something was on the kitchen table, but for some reason you couldn't spit it out. Instead, you told me that something was on the chicken table. Seriously this made you gasp for air as you laughed and laughed about the chicken table!
Ampersands and Punctuation
Your favorite new game while reading (or walking around) is ampersand spotting and punctuation pointing out! You like to identify commas, exclamation points, question marks, and quotation marks. Your eye can pick out these symbols lickety split!
Being "Respectable"
The other day the Big Mommy dolly and the baby were walking down the stairs in the dollhouse while another baby was asleep upstairs. Unfortunately, the walking baby was thumping down the stairs and made too much noise, waking the sleeping baby up. But the Big Mommy "was very respectable. She walked quietly down the stairs to not wake up the baby."
You really do have better manners and greater awareness of social niceties than most adults I know!
You really do have better manners and greater awareness of social niceties than most adults I know!
Making Excuses
At night, even as you rub your eyes and yawn, you always insist that you are not tired. But the other morning when you decided you didn't want to get out of bed, you kept rubbing your eyes and saying: "Look mommy. See, I'm rubbing my eyes because I'm tired." When I started teasing you about your night-time eye-rubbing excuses as contrasted with your morning insistence that eye-rubbing showed you needed to go back to sleep, you totally got my sarcasm and giggled. The more I mocked, the more you rubbed your eyes and said: "What other excuses do I say?"
Your Best Friend Marcel
Just a few words about how special your relationship with Marcel is. Watching you together is pure joy. You speak your own little language sometimes and the way you crack each other up is priceless. When I asked you if you missed anyone from back East after we had returned to SF, you said "No. But I missed Marcel a lot when I was gone."
You also learn a lot from Marcel. The other day, you tried to show your daddy the proper way to slow dance: with hands clasped together in the air. When asked where you had learned to dance like this, you said: "From Marcel. Marcel teaches me the most because she loves me."
You also learn a lot from Marcel. The other day, you tried to show your daddy the proper way to slow dance: with hands clasped together in the air. When asked where you had learned to dance like this, you said: "From Marcel. Marcel teaches me the most because she loves me."
I'm Not Sad to See You Go
A bit behind here so I'm going to do a few quick posts to catch up on what you've been doing all month and what's been going on.
July was a whirlwind: first Stephanie came for a visit; then you got sick, sick, sick (fell asleep in your chair watching Caillou even!); then we flew back East where we moved around as though we were in the witness protection program, trying to see everyone and do everything.
High Points:
1. Ice cream. All of it. Everywhere. When asked what your favorite flavor was, you said: "all of them!" and yet you still always saved some for me!
2. Playing with all of the Dalton girls' toys and getting 2 bears to borrow to take back on the airplane with you. You didn't have much interest in playing with the other kids, but you were very interested in playing with their toys!
Low Points:
1. Heat rash. Boy is your skin sensitive! I don't know what I'm going to do with you!
2. Too many people, too much sharing, not enough privacy. As you kept saying to Molly, "I need some space!"
Upon leaving family and friends whom you had gotten used to having around, I thought that you might be a little reluctant to head back home. But when I told you we were leaving, your response (to saying goodbye to everyone) was: "I'm not going to be sad to see them go."
Grandpa Barry might be adopting that for his epitaph.
July was a whirlwind: first Stephanie came for a visit; then you got sick, sick, sick (fell asleep in your chair watching Caillou even!); then we flew back East where we moved around as though we were in the witness protection program, trying to see everyone and do everything.
High Points:
1. Ice cream. All of it. Everywhere. When asked what your favorite flavor was, you said: "all of them!" and yet you still always saved some for me!
2. Playing with all of the Dalton girls' toys and getting 2 bears to borrow to take back on the airplane with you. You didn't have much interest in playing with the other kids, but you were very interested in playing with their toys!
Low Points:
1. Heat rash. Boy is your skin sensitive! I don't know what I'm going to do with you!
2. Too many people, too much sharing, not enough privacy. As you kept saying to Molly, "I need some space!"
Upon leaving family and friends whom you had gotten used to having around, I thought that you might be a little reluctant to head back home. But when I told you we were leaving, your response (to saying goodbye to everyone) was: "I'm not going to be sad to see them go."
Grandpa Barry might be adopting that for his epitaph.