Sunday, April 26, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Helpfulness
How do I help Mommy - let me count the ways...
1. if she seems to not be able to hear me, I help her by screaming at the top of my lungs... you know, just in case she missed something.
2. i set the table sometimes.
3. if i'm really tired, i let her know, often, by screaming and kicking... especially if we're in public. this way, she knows what i'm wanting from her.
4. i let mommy know if i don't like the food she gives me by throwing it on the floor. i feel this is a clear way to communicate that i dislike something.
5. when i'm done with a snack bowl, etc... i'll go and put it in the sink. sometimes, i have to be cheered the whole way there, but really, i'm making sure that mommy knows what's going on.
6. i give mommy an upper body workout by constantly squirming if she's holding me. occasionally, i treat her to monkey legs, and give her a break, but mostly, i make her do all the work. but really, she needs it...
7. i give good hugs and snuggles to make up for my naughtiness.
1. if she seems to not be able to hear me, I help her by screaming at the top of my lungs... you know, just in case she missed something.
2. i set the table sometimes.
3. if i'm really tired, i let her know, often, by screaming and kicking... especially if we're in public. this way, she knows what i'm wanting from her.
4. i let mommy know if i don't like the food she gives me by throwing it on the floor. i feel this is a clear way to communicate that i dislike something.
5. when i'm done with a snack bowl, etc... i'll go and put it in the sink. sometimes, i have to be cheered the whole way there, but really, i'm making sure that mommy knows what's going on.
6. i give mommy an upper body workout by constantly squirming if she's holding me. occasionally, i treat her to monkey legs, and give her a break, but mostly, i make her do all the work. but really, she needs it...
7. i give good hugs and snuggles to make up for my naughtiness.
Sunday, April 5, 2009
Thursday, April 2, 2009
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
What's Going On
Mom's being a total slacker with the pictures. We'll get some up soon. She's also decided that when I turn 2, this blog will go the way of all things. Just have to make it till then.
So...new stuff from me.
I'm saying a lot more now - pretty much Mom's the only one that can understand me, and my language involves a lot of pointing. I love to ask her "what's that" when we're out and about. This must be paying off, because despite the fact that she's not "teaching" me anything, i picked up a circle shaped block today and said "circle". wow.
I'm still a cuddly little girl, but I'm growing up too. I can be pretty rough and tumble with sister, but I also love to take care of my baby dolls.
I got to go to a playground recently, and totally conquered the big kids big metal slide. No fear here.
I get frustrated a lot when people don't understand what I'm saying, but we're working on it, it's a process. a long suffering process.
I want to do everything willow does, which unfortunately gets her in trouble a lot, but she's really sweet to me, and teaches me lots of things. She'll also smell my rear to see if I've pooped. Ha!
I can almost ride her tricycle - I'm pretty much tall enough, but the coordination of my feet on the pedals is not quite there. I love doing it though, and don't want any help.
When I'm naughty, mommy makes me say "sorry". the other day, i had a fit for AN HOUR before i would say I was sorry. But as soon as I did, I was a good kid again (i can be such a stinker with the fits) - willow said she forgave me, and we shared a sweet hug (that's our post-being-naughty routine). since then, as soon as i get sent to time-out, i'll walk over to willow and say sorry right away. ha!
we're getting ready to go to san antonio for easter - daddy can't join us b/c it's not his spring break. i haven't decided yet how i'm going to behave on the plane. good news is i'll have my own seat with my car seat in it - strapped in and stuck! willow's already planning the toys she's going to pack for us.
well, i suppose that's it for now - we'll try to do something about that picture situation.
So...new stuff from me.
I'm saying a lot more now - pretty much Mom's the only one that can understand me, and my language involves a lot of pointing. I love to ask her "what's that" when we're out and about. This must be paying off, because despite the fact that she's not "teaching" me anything, i picked up a circle shaped block today and said "circle". wow.
I'm still a cuddly little girl, but I'm growing up too. I can be pretty rough and tumble with sister, but I also love to take care of my baby dolls.
I got to go to a playground recently, and totally conquered the big kids big metal slide. No fear here.
I get frustrated a lot when people don't understand what I'm saying, but we're working on it, it's a process. a long suffering process.
I want to do everything willow does, which unfortunately gets her in trouble a lot, but she's really sweet to me, and teaches me lots of things. She'll also smell my rear to see if I've pooped. Ha!
I can almost ride her tricycle - I'm pretty much tall enough, but the coordination of my feet on the pedals is not quite there. I love doing it though, and don't want any help.
When I'm naughty, mommy makes me say "sorry". the other day, i had a fit for AN HOUR before i would say I was sorry. But as soon as I did, I was a good kid again (i can be such a stinker with the fits) - willow said she forgave me, and we shared a sweet hug (that's our post-being-naughty routine). since then, as soon as i get sent to time-out, i'll walk over to willow and say sorry right away. ha!
we're getting ready to go to san antonio for easter - daddy can't join us b/c it's not his spring break. i haven't decided yet how i'm going to behave on the plane. good news is i'll have my own seat with my car seat in it - strapped in and stuck! willow's already planning the toys she's going to pack for us.
well, i suppose that's it for now - we'll try to do something about that picture situation.
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