...was once a baby. I was scrolling through our digital photo album tonight and marveled at how little hair she used to have and how tiny she used to be! Even from just a year ago, she looks so grown up!
I remarked upon this to Drew. "Remember how she used to spit up?" I said.
"Yeah. Now she farts in the bathtub," he replied.
"Really? was it loud?"
"It was noticebale," he said.
As he put her to sleep tonight I heard him urge her not to put her finger in her nose. "Ick!" he yelled. "That's YUCKY."
Seems as if she's right not track to discovering the gross side of toddlerhood.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
"Oh my gosh!'
That's what Rachel said this morning when we were walking to the park and she discovered a small pebble in the back of Rachey car. Drew and I looked at each other, absolutely dumbfounded. Where does she pick this stuff up??
Later today, as Drew and Rachel were headed outside for their afternoon walk and I prepared to take a bike ride (thanks much to Drew for pumping up my bike tires, but I think I need a bike store to adjust the bike; it felt really out of whack for my height. Maybe that's because I've taken too many spin classes?), Rachel accidentally dribbled some sunscreen onto the floor. Drew pulled off a piece of paper towel to wipe it up, when Rachel said, "No, Rachey do it!" AND SHE WIPED UP THE SPILL ALL BY HERSELF!
Then she went to the shoe box near the front door and brought Drew his heavy, clunky black shoes. And brought me my sneakers.
I am not making this up, folks.
Later today, as Drew and Rachel were headed outside for their afternoon walk and I prepared to take a bike ride (thanks much to Drew for pumping up my bike tires, but I think I need a bike store to adjust the bike; it felt really out of whack for my height. Maybe that's because I've taken too many spin classes?), Rachel accidentally dribbled some sunscreen onto the floor. Drew pulled off a piece of paper towel to wipe it up, when Rachel said, "No, Rachey do it!" AND SHE WIPED UP THE SPILL ALL BY HERSELF!
Then she went to the shoe box near the front door and brought Drew his heavy, clunky black shoes. And brought me my sneakers.
I am not making this up, folks.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Kissy, caring little girl
Tonight we had a picnic in a park across the street from synagogue. I had mistakenly thought that services would be outside tonight and arranged to meet Drew and Rachel there. Turns out I was wrong but we ended up eating on a blanket anyway.
Rachel LOVES feeding us. She made sure Drew and I got some of her challah and sips of her water. She does that at home, too, and after daycare if she feels that I need some of her water to drink!
And every time I ask for a kiss goodnight or a hug, she obliges. Sometimes she wants more. "More hugs!" she'll say, and of course I'll hug her to me, start laughing, and cover her face with kisses.
"More hugs!" she'll say, and the routine continues. I hope it lasts, in some version, forever.
Rachel LOVES feeding us. She made sure Drew and I got some of her challah and sips of her water. She does that at home, too, and after daycare if she feels that I need some of her water to drink!
And every time I ask for a kiss goodnight or a hug, she obliges. Sometimes she wants more. "More hugs!" she'll say, and of course I'll hug her to me, start laughing, and cover her face with kisses.
"More hugs!" she'll say, and the routine continues. I hope it lasts, in some version, forever.
Sad, sweet moment
We were out for a walk last night. Our new nighttime routine is to take Rachel for a ride in Rachey car AFTER she helps us clear the table. Then we quickly wash up the dishes, get our shoes on and head outside.
Rachel had urged us to run: "Mommy run. Daddy run" and pointed us in the directions she wanted us to head. Then SHE started running away from us. She so looked so cute in her red pants with pink polka dots (too big, so Drew folded over the waist) and her yellow sweater that is also too big (Drew bought it at a consignment store with the idea that she will grow into it this fall and winter).
"There she goes, running off into the future," Drew remarked, as her back was turned to us and she did her funny run toward the end of the block.
"Yes," I sighed. "Eventually she'll run away from us."
"Yeah, but if we play our cards right, she'll come back," he said.
"I hope so," I said, near tears.
Rachel had urged us to run: "Mommy run. Daddy run" and pointed us in the directions she wanted us to head. Then SHE started running away from us. She so looked so cute in her red pants with pink polka dots (too big, so Drew folded over the waist) and her yellow sweater that is also too big (Drew bought it at a consignment store with the idea that she will grow into it this fall and winter).
"There she goes, running off into the future," Drew remarked, as her back was turned to us and she did her funny run toward the end of the block.
"Yes," I sighed. "Eventually she'll run away from us."
"Yeah, but if we play our cards right, she'll come back," he said.
"I hope so," I said, near tears.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Rachel the tumbler!
Tonight Rachel kept bending down and placing her hands on the floor and keeping her knees straight in a perfect downward dog yoga position that her mommy could barely do even when she was going to a yoga studio every Sunday morning to try to become more flexible. I've noticed that Rachel seems to have amazing stretchability, or maybe it's just because her bones are all jello at this age.
Anyway, I was in the kitchen when Drew cried out, "hey Lisa! Come quick!" He was in her room reading books before bedtime.
Turns out she had done the downward dog thing, put her head on the floor...and just continued forward! Yes, folks, it's Rachel's first somersault!! Yay!!! Before we know it I'll be yelling at her not to do gymnastics in the house.
When we can afford it again, I plan to enroll her in a tumbling class. I think she'd have a lot of fun.
Anyway, I was in the kitchen when Drew cried out, "hey Lisa! Come quick!" He was in her room reading books before bedtime.
Turns out she had done the downward dog thing, put her head on the floor...and just continued forward! Yes, folks, it's Rachel's first somersault!! Yay!!! Before we know it I'll be yelling at her not to do gymnastics in the house.
When we can afford it again, I plan to enroll her in a tumbling class. I think she'd have a lot of fun.
Making friends
Last night, Tuesday, we went walking before dinner with Rachey car. As we got near the Madeline Parish's playground we saw two boys, 4 and 1 1/2, who instantly became entranced with Rachey car and practially pushed Rachel aside to get into it (she had taken a rest and was walking beside it). She started sobbing until we asked to trade toys. So they got to ride in the car while rachel tried out their tricyle with the handy handle behind the seat.
As we chatted with the boys' mom, other kids started streaming out of their houses, attracted to the car like bees to honey, and decided to take rides in Rachey car (Rachel and Drew were at the playground by this time, playing around on the tricycle and going down the slide). Then other parents joined us and it ended up being a nice neighborhood scene, with the kids turning cartwheels on one of the lawns and all of us idly talking.
This is what I will miss about Portland if economic circumstances force us to leave.
As we chatted with the boys' mom, other kids started streaming out of their houses, attracted to the car like bees to honey, and decided to take rides in Rachey car (Rachel and Drew were at the playground by this time, playing around on the tricycle and going down the slide). Then other parents joined us and it ended up being a nice neighborhood scene, with the kids turning cartwheels on one of the lawns and all of us idly talking.
This is what I will miss about Portland if economic circumstances force us to leave.
New nighttime routine?
Now that the weather looks as if it will be warm and sunny for at least the rest of the week, we started a nice tradition: A walk outside in Rachey car. That is, Rachel gets to ride in the plastic car that Molly gave her for her 1st birthday last year, and Drew and I walk beside her, pushing the car from the back. Of course, Rachel now tends to want to get OUT of the car every half-block or so and push the car herself, and since she's not that big, the car ends up veering off course and we have to rescue it before she pushes it into the street.
Before we walked tonight, though, I insisted she help clear the table while Drew and I cleaned up to convey the lesson that first we work and THEN we play. She took it pretty well and cleared everything -- baby food jars, cups of milk and water (which she held delicately, like flowers), her plate with some pieces of tortellini and her placemat, as well as Mommy's and Daddy's. Then we all got our shoes on and took a 45-minute walk. It was a gorgeous evening and we're looking forward to more nights like this!
Before we walked tonight, though, I insisted she help clear the table while Drew and I cleaned up to convey the lesson that first we work and THEN we play. She took it pretty well and cleared everything -- baby food jars, cups of milk and water (which she held delicately, like flowers), her plate with some pieces of tortellini and her placemat, as well as Mommy's and Daddy's. Then we all got our shoes on and took a 45-minute walk. It was a gorgeous evening and we're looking forward to more nights like this!
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