After a year, it's like a light as gone on in Ivy's head and she realizes my glasses can be removed.
Now every time she gets near my face she lunges, grabs them and chortles triumphantly holding the above her head like a trophy. This wouldn't be bad in itself but then she does one of two things... swings them like a mallet into the nearest hard object or stretches the earpieces as far apart as possible before attempting to put them on her head.
Silly Baby
On mommyhood... the good, the bad, the strange...
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Monday, May 23, 2011
more growing up...
I just put our backup car seat for the older girl in the car for the younger one (until next paycheck when we can afford an actual new one) Ivy was seeming so cramped and irritated every time I put her in the infant seat. *tears* she sure is growing up fast
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
Um, thanks I think...
Lorelei (age 2.5) brings me over a cup and toy picnic basket...
"Drink and snack for you, mama. Just for you."
I look in the cup and there's some bubbly spit in it.
"What's this, spit?"
"... no, it's your drink mama. Drink it. Please drink it now mama"
"Drink and snack for you, mama. Just for you."
I look in the cup and there's some bubbly spit in it.
"What's this, spit?"
"... no, it's your drink mama. Drink it. Please drink it now mama"
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Toddler priorities
Lorelei won't throw away the lowliest ratty piece of junk mail I ask her to toss... but when I put aside an hour of my time and make homemade silky smooth playdough in an array of bright pastels and scent each one with different smells so she can really enjoy it... she throws it all in the trash can while I have my back turned and then tells me it was yucky.
It makes me a little sad.
It makes me a little sad.
Monday, April 4, 2011
Ouch!
Today my one year old bit me.
Nothing that unusual really, or even that painful. Just a startling moment when I said ouch while talking to my mom on the phone. But my double take came a moment later when my mom said "serves you right."
Now, she has heard me exclaim several times when one baby or the other tested their little teeth on parts of me, usually my shoulder, but she has never said that.
We have talked about biting and she told me the only time I ever bit her is a time that I actually remember.
I was 3 or maybe 4 and taking a shower with her. I remember dozing off in the tub, chewing on a wash cloth, dreaming, and then remember her yelling at me that I bit her and leaving me in the bathroom to dry myself.
When we have spoken about it since, she insists I was wide awake and says somehow I managed to bite her hysterectomy scar, which was very tender.
What I don't understand is how she STILL guilts me about something I did, by accident, as a toddler/young child.
I guess the only thing I can do is take away from it the idea that I never want to do that to my own children. Sure, tease about something done as a young child, in the vein of "Hey, did I ever tell you about that time you used your poop to fingerpaint the crib?" but guilt? for something done as a child? Nope.
Nothing that unusual really, or even that painful. Just a startling moment when I said ouch while talking to my mom on the phone. But my double take came a moment later when my mom said "serves you right."
Now, she has heard me exclaim several times when one baby or the other tested their little teeth on parts of me, usually my shoulder, but she has never said that.
We have talked about biting and she told me the only time I ever bit her is a time that I actually remember.
I was 3 or maybe 4 and taking a shower with her. I remember dozing off in the tub, chewing on a wash cloth, dreaming, and then remember her yelling at me that I bit her and leaving me in the bathroom to dry myself.
When we have spoken about it since, she insists I was wide awake and says somehow I managed to bite her hysterectomy scar, which was very tender.
What I don't understand is how she STILL guilts me about something I did, by accident, as a toddler/young child.
I guess the only thing I can do is take away from it the idea that I never want to do that to my own children. Sure, tease about something done as a young child, in the vein of "Hey, did I ever tell you about that time you used your poop to fingerpaint the crib?" but guilt? for something done as a child? Nope.
Monday, March 28, 2011
Brought to you by the letter----
Todays tantrum brought to you by
"Mama offered it to me and now I'm going to throw a tantrum if she starts making something like it, because mom can't eat what I don't want"
... even after I explained it was for me and I wasn't going to make her eat it.
"Mama offered it to me and now I'm going to throw a tantrum if she starts making something like it, because mom can't eat what I don't want"
... even after I explained it was for me and I wasn't going to make her eat it.
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Where are your socks?
Today we're getting ready to go to the doctor for Ivy's one year appointment. I've been trying ot get Lorelei to get some socks to put on and she came running out of her room.
"Where are your socks Lorelei? Go get your socks"
"Ivy has them" she shouts defiantly
I let it drop for a minute and asked again.
"Ivy has them" she said again.
I didn't really believe her until another minute later Ivy came crawling out of the bedroom, carrying Lorelei's socks in her mouth like a puppy.
"Where are your socks Lorelei? Go get your socks"
"Ivy has them" she shouts defiantly
I let it drop for a minute and asked again.
"Ivy has them" she said again.
I didn't really believe her until another minute later Ivy came crawling out of the bedroom, carrying Lorelei's socks in her mouth like a puppy.
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