Jan 26 2011

olive oil mousse

Jan 22 2011

rainy day

they fit! my mom bought these socks at the DC zoo before josephine was born (before i was married?) in honor of my love of the baby panda and now they finally fit.

she was paging through a book and suddenly made this face. i looked down and saw the hippo she was imitating. spot on.

she called this "upsidedown baby"

Jan 20 2011

phrase, sentence

Want to know what Josephine’s talking about these days?  That’s what I thought.  (You did say yes, right?)

She’s talk-talk-talking all the time.  She chatters to herself while I’m pushing her in the stroller, she talks to her bears and dolls as she drags them around the apartment and, mostly, she talks to me and Ned.  All the time.  It’s a good thing we think the sound of her voice is the most adorable thing in the world, huh?

She’s learning about emotions: Her favorite thing to say the past few days is “excited,” which she pronounces as “cited.”  She says it when she’s, not surprisingly, excited about something. Like when I’m peeling a clementine she’s looking forward to eating, she wiggles around in her chair and says “Cited! Cited!”

She’s learning how to manipulate: She will whine and point and pout for something and when I ask, “How do you ask nicely?” she suddenly smiles and says “PLEEEEEEASE!” and vigorously rubs her belly in a modified sign for please.  She also likes to ask for something and then say “honey? honey?”  She’s not asking for actual honey.  She’s calling us honey and hoping that the pet name will melt our hearts and convince us to give her what she’s asking for.  It works.

She is figuring out how to get her point across in more complex ways:  She’s putting words together now and says things like “drop it” and “feed dolly” and “dress bear” and “little bit dirty” and “poopy diapy” and “stir it” (not in reference to the poopy diapy) and “read a book.”  She strings new words together every day and I spend my days wondering how she’s figured this all out.

She’s learning her world: She tells us which books she wants to read or song she wants to hear by saying a word or two of the title.  She also has an amazing memory for things. We were in a store today and she was pointing at something and saying “kissa baby, kissa baby.”  I looked and she was pointing to a book called “I Kissed the Baby,” a book we have on loan from the library.   Later at home, we were digging through her books to make a pile to read together and she saw that same book.  She looked at it, paused, then said, “store” and nodded.

Yesterday, she had to get three shots at the doctor’s office.  It wasn’t pretty; she was crying before the first needle even touched her pudgy little thigh.  After the shots were given and before I got her pants on, she was sniffling and picking at the band-aids on her legs.  I said, cheerfully, “The nurse put stickers on your legs!”  Later, Ned had the unenviable task of pulling off the band-aids.  Apparently, it didn’t feel good.  Several times since then, she’s pointed at her legs and said “stickers” and then made a very sad face and, a few times, almost been in tears again.

On a brighter note, she’s starting to sing her ABCs (and getting distracted by wanting to see the movie we’re making, hence all the “see it, see it.”)

And, just cause it’s cute and reminds me of this kid Fred who went to my preschool and ate seaweed sandwiches:

Jan 15 2011

new little ones

josephine has two new friends.  colin was born in october to our friends sara and jason.  josephine now calls all babies “colin.”

lilly was born a month ago to our friends wendy and dave.  anna, one of josephine’s best buddies, is her big sister.

i love having these two little ones around to coo over.  other people’s babies are great — all of the cuddling and none of the hours-long middle-of-the-night nursing sessions. (my non-newborn gives me enough middle-of-the-night stuff to deal with.)  welcome, friends.

Jan 14 2011

out for a stroll

this week has been a little rough.  i foolishly didn’t make daytime plans and the weather’s been partly to mostly crappy and it’s been hard to motivate to do anything and i think both josephine and i have a touch of cabin fever.  even though each day has started out looking like the sun will never shine again and it will rain for the rest of our lives, there has been a bit of time when the rain stops and the sky brightens a bit.  and, even better, josephine hasn’t been napping during that window.  (not that she ever naps for a length of time that would interfere with any plans other than, say,  a mother trying to have a MOMENT OF PEACE for herself.  but that’s a whole different post.)

on wednesday, we went for a walk in the neighborhood and, for the first time, i released josephine from the bonds of her stroller and set her loose upon the world.  she loved it.  i told her we were walking together and she toddled along saying, “walk together” over and over again and grinning so hard she almost tripped herself up.  i returned home with a wet and muddy kid and in a much better mood.  so we went out walking together again yesterday and today.  she’s totally unruly — the quintessential cat that won’t be herded.  so i just tried to keep her out of the lake and didn’t ask for much more than that.

Jan 13 2011

sweet sleep

i knew i risked waking her with the shutter snapping, but i couldn’t resist.

Jan 9 2011

there we were

Here I am. It’s Sunday evening. Ned is reading to Josephine. They read through a huge stack of books each evening before I nurse her one final time and she falls into sleep.  She sits for the stories on Ned’s lap with her head resting on his chest. Usually I am scurrying, trying to get this or that done, but sometimes I sneak into the doorway and watch.  I swear I could see her growing if she would only stand still long enough, and I know these moments of sitting on laps and reading “A House is a House for Me” for the hundredth time won’t always be.

But there are blog posts to write.  And these moments, this evening, also won’t always be.

So.  The holidays.  My friend Wendy asked, when I talked to her upon our arrival back in Seattle, “How was your vacation?”  I paused and she laughed and amended her question to: “How was your visit?”  She knows.  She knows how a trip doesn’t always work out to be the ultimate relaxing getaway.  This time, the vacation was downgraded a bit to a visit by germs.  Stomach bug germs and cold germs that Josephine and I both fell victim to.  Part of our time in Kansas City and most of our time in Minnesota we spent feeling partly to mostly crummy.

And yet, we managed to eek out some wonderful time with family.

Josephine adored her big girl cousins (I think she’ll learn to love Peter; he’s younger than her and wanted to play with all of the toys — his toys — that she wanted to play with).  She was too busy watching the flurry of activity around her on Christmas morning to care much about her own presents (although now every time i crinkle any paper or unwrap anything, she says “present! present!”).

She loved being doted upon by all four of her grandparents.

She played with my sister and brother-in-law’s dog with delight and amazement.  She loved recounting exactly where on her hand and nose Zuki licked her.  When she says the word “down” now, she always continues, no matter the situation, “Down, Zuki! Down, Zuki!.”

Somewhere during our travels, she stopped crawling and now only walks.

This child of mine is a marvel, sick or not sick, sleeping for more than a few hours at a time at night or not, covered in dog slobber or fresh from a bath.  I am grateful for our family who embrace us regardless of our state of health (or theirs).  It was also really nice to get back home.

More photos here.

Jan 6 2011

ok, ray

we’re home from our midwest voyage.  we’ve been home all week. but i’ve been slammed with a few time-sensitive projects for work which means that i’ve been spending naptime and post-baby-bedtime doing work instead of fun things like going through photos and writing blog posts (and doing laundry and dishes and catching up on emails and and and). so i’ll be back. and so will this little play-dough fan.  until then, happy new year to you!

p.s. the title of this post is something josephine says all the time. we’re not sure who ray is, but she certainly agrees with him a lot.