Gemma has started full force babbling in the last few weeks. I'm starting to fully realize our home is not going to be quiet for many, many years.
Here is the one I've been waiting for: Mamama!
Such a sweet, sweet sound to my heart. Before we had kids, I always worried the milestones would be less exciting after the first baby. And Gemma, if you're reading this someday- it was just as exciting and sweet as when both William and Amelia said it for the first time. Your sweet babyhood is appreciated and enjoyed. It is from a different perspective, but we certainly are cherishing every moment of you.
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Monday, February 11, 2013
She might not get it, but my girls got this
William came blazing in the door going 100 miles an hour. Shoes, jacket, book bag dumped by the door.
He hits the bathroom first, calling Amelia as he washes his hands. They really are best friends. They miss each other all day, especially Mondays.
William: Amelia! Let me show you a new game I made up! (Snort! It is a big advantage to have a sister who believes EVERYTHING you say.). It is called paper, rock....
Daddy: scissors?
William (surprised face) how did you know?
Daddy: oh, just a guess
William: (attempts to halfway explain game to Amelia). Ok! Let's play! Hold your hands out... Say "paper, rock, scissors"
Amelia: ok!
William: hey! What did you make with your hands?
Amelia: guns. I made guns. I can shoot your scissors.*
William: A- M E L I A**
Amelia: (grins). What?
William: you cannot have guns. It is paper, rock, scissors!
Amelia: okay
--attempting another round results in abandoning the game as neither understands well enough to continue--
John attempts a instruction session
Neither is interested enough to keep it going and the game is abandoned.
*I debated getting all up in arms about the gun reference and worrying about markers for future violence, etc and the social norms that allow her to have knowledge of guns, etc. instead, I decided to be entertained by the creativity of my 3 year trying to out maneuver her brother. And succeeding in my opinion.
**when William is upset or frustrated with Amelia, he spells out her name. Kind of like using her full name, William style. It cracks me up.
Sent from my iPhone
He hits the bathroom first, calling Amelia as he washes his hands. They really are best friends. They miss each other all day, especially Mondays.
William: Amelia! Let me show you a new game I made up! (Snort! It is a big advantage to have a sister who believes EVERYTHING you say.). It is called paper, rock....
Daddy: scissors?
William (surprised face) how did you know?
Daddy: oh, just a guess
William: (attempts to halfway explain game to Amelia). Ok! Let's play! Hold your hands out... Say "paper, rock, scissors"
Amelia: ok!
William: hey! What did you make with your hands?
Amelia: guns. I made guns. I can shoot your scissors.*
William: A- M E L I A**
Amelia: (grins). What?
William: you cannot have guns. It is paper, rock, scissors!
Amelia: okay
--attempting another round results in abandoning the game as neither understands well enough to continue--
John attempts a instruction session
Neither is interested enough to keep it going and the game is abandoned.
*I debated getting all up in arms about the gun reference and worrying about markers for future violence, etc and the social norms that allow her to have knowledge of guns, etc. instead, I decided to be entertained by the creativity of my 3 year trying to out maneuver her brother. And succeeding in my opinion.
**when William is upset or frustrated with Amelia, he spells out her name. Kind of like using her full name, William style. It cracks me up.
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Make Lemonade
I was driving William to school with the girls in the car several weeks ago.
William: You have to be careful - we have to drive the speed limit.
Mama: Yes, I am driving the speed limit, but we have to hurry a little so we aren't late for school.
William: Drive the speed limit. That sign says "Speed Limit 25"
Mama: Yes, it does.
Amelia: NO! It is not speed limit.
William: Yes it is. Diaper head.
Amelia: NO! It says Speed Lemon.
William: No Amelia! It says Speed LIMIT Amelia! Sound it out!
Amelia: No! It is Speed Lemon. I can't sound it out because I can't see the sign. I know it says Speed Lemon because that is what Mama says. Speed Lemon.
William: (in exasperation) AMELIA! It says SPEED LIMIT!
William: You have to be careful - we have to drive the speed limit.
Mama: Yes, I am driving the speed limit, but we have to hurry a little so we aren't late for school.
William: Drive the speed limit. That sign says "Speed Limit 25"
Mama: Yes, it does.
Amelia: NO! It is not speed limit.
William: Yes it is. Diaper head.
Amelia: NO! It says Speed Lemon.
William: No Amelia! It says Speed LIMIT Amelia! Sound it out!
Amelia: No! It is Speed Lemon. I can't sound it out because I can't see the sign. I know it says Speed Lemon because that is what Mama says. Speed Lemon.
William: (in exasperation) AMELIA! It says SPEED LIMIT!
(arguing continues)
(and continues)
(and continues)
until we finally get to school. It might have the longest 8 minute car ride of my life.
Tooth Fairy Update
So, I put a whole dollar under William's pillow last night as he requested.
This morning, he came running in to my room with his dollar in hand, eyes wide.
William: The tooth fairy came!
Mama: What?
William: The tooth fairy came and left me a whole dollar - that is 100! cents!
Mama: The tooth fairy brought that?
William: YES! I guess the tooth fairy IS real!
This morning, he came running in to my room with his dollar in hand, eyes wide.
William: The tooth fairy came!
Mama: What?
William: The tooth fairy came and left me a whole dollar - that is 100! cents!
Mama: The tooth fairy brought that?
William: YES! I guess the tooth fairy IS real!
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What do you say to that?
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Goodbye shark tooth
William finally lost his 2nd tooth tonight. It was just barely hanging on...there was a lot of dramatics, but we finally got it out. I think we are all glad.
This conversation cracks me up:
Mama: so, do you want to put the tooth under your pillow so the tooth fairy can come
William: no. The tooth fairy is not real.
Mama: ohh?
William: I still want money. YOU can put the money under my pillow. You are the tooth fairy anyway.
Mama: huh. You are sure you don't want....
William: YES. No tooth fairy. YOU put some money in my room. A lot of money.
Okay, then. Done.
Saturday, February 9, 2013
8 months old
Gemma is 8 months old today!
I was very sick last weekend with a virus and strep throat and John appears to now have my virus....so far the kids are healthy though.....
Here are a few pictures I snuck in today. It was a cold and cloudy day, so we didn't have much indoor light and it was too cold to be outside. I love the last little series of facial expressions. She is just too adorable.
I keep thinking she looks a lot like Amelia : look here
and here is William for reference: look here
While I was taking her picture, I kept thinking about how much I think she looks like Amelia. Yet, when I look at pictures of Amelia from this age, I can't help thinking how much Gemma looks like....Gemma.
Gemma truly is the happiest baby. If she is fussing or crying, she either is tired or hungry. She has a ready smile for anyone who pays attention to her - as long as you don't try to separate her from Mama. Mama is her favorite person and she is always delighted to see me. Even if I just went to the bathroom or around the corner. I will never get tired of hearing her squeal of recognition when she spies me in another room, around the corner or from across the room. I will also never tire of watching her chug across the floor on all fours towards me with a big smile on her face. I sure do love this girl, even if she doesn't sleep through the night.
She doesn't. She doesn't sleep through the night. I try hard to be thankful for the extra special snuggle time (I read this is what you are supposed to do in a book somewhere) and enjoy her babyness. I'll admit, I have a way to go before approaching thankfulness. I'm just plain tired. I haven't slept through the night in half of a year and it is starting to show. She is up at least one time every night and about once a month, she sleeps all the way through just to keep me guessing. Sometimes she is up at 1am and 5 am. Sometimes she wakes up at 3 am. Other nights she sleeps until 5am. I never know how long she is going to go. I suspect that with a little work and "tough love" she might sleep though the night on a more consistent basis. But....tough love requires a little work, dedication and patience. Also, good health from both parents and a stretch of time without any trips scheduled. Maybe in the next few weeks we'll work on that.
Gemma is loving the baby food! She has gotten good at identifying when her food is waiting on the table and she will cry until you feed it to her. And don't think about squeezing a bite in for yourself in between bites for her! Her favorites continue to be carrots, bananas and sweet potatoes - although she has eaten everything I've ever tried to give her. Mama just needs to watch that we switch things up so we don't end up with an orange baby.
I was very sick last weekend with a virus and strep throat and John appears to now have my virus....so far the kids are healthy though.....
I keep thinking she looks a lot like Amelia : look here
and here is William for reference: look here
While I was taking her picture, I kept thinking about how much I think she looks like Amelia. Yet, when I look at pictures of Amelia from this age, I can't help thinking how much Gemma looks like....Gemma.
Gemma truly is the happiest baby. If she is fussing or crying, she either is tired or hungry. She has a ready smile for anyone who pays attention to her - as long as you don't try to separate her from Mama. Mama is her favorite person and she is always delighted to see me. Even if I just went to the bathroom or around the corner. I will never get tired of hearing her squeal of recognition when she spies me in another room, around the corner or from across the room. I will also never tire of watching her chug across the floor on all fours towards me with a big smile on her face. I sure do love this girl, even if she doesn't sleep through the night.
She doesn't. She doesn't sleep through the night. I try hard to be thankful for the extra special snuggle time (I read this is what you are supposed to do in a book somewhere) and enjoy her babyness. I'll admit, I have a way to go before approaching thankfulness. I'm just plain tired. I haven't slept through the night in half of a year and it is starting to show. She is up at least one time every night and about once a month, she sleeps all the way through just to keep me guessing. Sometimes she is up at 1am and 5 am. Sometimes she wakes up at 3 am. Other nights she sleeps until 5am. I never know how long she is going to go. I suspect that with a little work and "tough love" she might sleep though the night on a more consistent basis. But....tough love requires a little work, dedication and patience. Also, good health from both parents and a stretch of time without any trips scheduled. Maybe in the next few weeks we'll work on that.
Gemma is loving the baby food! She has gotten good at identifying when her food is waiting on the table and she will cry until you feed it to her. And don't think about squeezing a bite in for yourself in between bites for her! Her favorites continue to be carrots, bananas and sweet potatoes - although she has eaten everything I've ever tried to give her. Mama just needs to watch that we switch things up so we don't end up with an orange baby.
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