It's coming. Or rather, it came and went, and I still intend to prove it. Here's a teaser.
Friday, April 19, 2013
I know, I don't blog anymore. Guilty as charged. I do keep a journal, though! Here's a snippet from April 15th.
Charlie was engaged in his usual routine of grabbing things from Ming, smashing her onto the ground, dumping things out, and using swiped metal kitchen tools to bang on furniture and people's heads, with a few screams and slaps throw into the mix. That last one landed him in time-out. He's been especially resistant to time out lately so when he finally accepted that he couldn't escape without me plopping him back down in his room, he bawled.
Erik and Ellie were home but unfazed. Amelia, however, toddled on over and paused, squatting at his side with her arm extended toward him, opening and closing her fist toward him awkwardly, a sort of beckoning gesture. She made soft little coos of sympathy and didn't stop while he ignored her. Charlie kept crying and rolled onto the floor, and Amelia stroked his head while he cried, sometimes patting it softly, all the way until he stopped crying and said, "who's doing that?" When he turned and saw her, my heart was bursting and Charlie accepted her sympathy, offering her a rare gentle hug and kiss, and then was "all better."
She showed a similar display of compassion toward Ellie last week when she was left sobbing after Charlie stepped on her face.
Maybe this is typical behavior for a 16-month-old, dunno. I haven't seen it this young in my parenthood yet, especially the part where she shows so much devoted concern for the one who's in time-out for attacking her.
I love this girl so much it hurts. The hardest part about raising her has been how desperately she wants to snuggle and be held. Really? The worst part about my baby is that she adores me. My heart is full as I observe her adorable discovery of life and pursuit of happiness each day (which seriously is mostly taking care of baby dolls and stuffed animals, and snuggling with me). Stay small forever, sweet Ming.
That will make it much easier on my back muscles.
|Gotta love her unibrow-looking birthmark. She's such a muppet.|
|Oh, here comes the choke hold.|
|Okay, now it hurts.|
And then she goes right back to loving him. Such a miracle baby.
Posted by Tiffany at 10:43 PM
Monday, February 25, 2013
It's brrrrr cold over here! Not Minnesota cold, mind you, but that Oklahoma wind chill shivers me timbers. When it's cold outside, I just can't quite force myself off my booty in the evening to craft, organize, or maybe even do the dishes. But I can blog! Or I could whittle hours away researching the foreign service, accumulating both practical pointers for jumping through all the hoops to get hired and persuasive data to convince Hubby this is worth pursuing. Yup, that's been a major obsession around my laptop lately. But blogging is good, too! Here's some stuff that happened last fall.
|Erik's teacher, Mrs. Bowden, is everything a kindergarten teacher should be. He adores her, and I believe she feels likewise. He's smart and quiet and never misbehaves in the slightest. At school. He saves his naughtiness for home. =)|
|Miss Ashcraft is a great teacher for Ellie, too. Ellie is especially thriving socially being at school all day.|
|October weather was beautiful and perfect for a car wash. We looooved experiencing fall here. We'd been missing that season.|
|Not sure why I felt like anyone would care what I found at thrift stores, but it was probably because I was going to brag about how little I spent on all this.|
|The zoo here is perfect. Just the right size, just the right price, and no one else seems to think so as each visit we've mostly had the zoo to ourselves.|
|Feeding lorikeets was great entertainment. Those are not dull claws so I was proud of Charlie was being brave enough to try it. He looks subdued enough here, but I don't think he'd try it again!|
|Dress-like-Andy-Bernard Day for church! Don't tell me you don't celebrate that holiday!|
|When I finally decided Ming was old enough to be awake while we play with legos, she was so thrilled she wanted to become one with them and hopped right in the bin.|
|For her birthday, Ellie just really wanted to have her ears pierced. She doesn't ask for very many things, but she wanted this so so badly. Finally I convinced Kyle so her birthday gift was a trip to the mall and a couple puncture wounds.|
|For a kid who hyperventilates and has to leave the building when Amelia is getting shots, Ellie did remarkably well.|
|What a brave little toaster.|
|Ellie chose a penguin theme for her party, and thanks to extreme commercialism, Christmas penguin products were already on the loose at walmart and ready to be made into party favors!|
|This brrrrthday spread was brought to you by Kjerstin-was-in-town. You didn't think I could pull off a party by myself, did ya?|
|Ellie agreed to my color scheme of turquoisey-blues and corals, which just happens to be the color scheme of the Target kitchenware line I'd been eyeing all summer that finally went on 70% off clearance and landed in my hot little shopping cart.|
|We had adorable olive penguins, fishies, ice bergs/marshmallows,|
|an igloo cheese ball,|
|Milano penguin cookies, an igloo cake,|
|tuna fish sandwiches,|
|and one ecstatic birthday girl!|
|And five mostly pretend penguins.|
|Ellie had seven or eight friends over for some riotous fun, which was all captured on video. It was a wet day so we held it all indoors, but nothing broke (had some close calls with our ear drums) and the kids were so much fun. I love this age.|
|Ming splashed to her heart's content after the party, which led me to believe that she's faking her water phobia every time I fill up the bath...|
|Family fun night at the kids' school was super hero themed, and thanks to Aunt Tana, we've got capes covered for the whole fameroo! And yes Erik's favorite super hero is a ninja turtle.|
|"Happy Halloween!", taunted an ugly arachnid at our front door. Shudder. Spiders are the worst part of my experience in Oklahoma. Even after our house blows away in a tornado I will still vote that spiders are the worst.|
|There. Much better. What says Happy Halloween better than homemade braces and a creepy mustache?|
|I wish I would've found darker make-up for my role, but in the dim lighting of the cultural hall dance floor at church, I probably achieved the right hue. I definitely looked out of Kyle's league, which is what counts.|
|As of October 30th, the kids were going to be for Halloween the following: a witch, a ninja turtle, a knight, and a unicorn.|
Posted by Kyle at 10:04 PM