Wednesday, 25 February 2009
Patience
I must remember that balancing on low walls and trying to walk on every single crack in the pavement are of the utmost importance to a 22 month old and therefore should be indulged wherever possible; even if it turns a 30 minute amble to town into a 3 hour marathon.
Monday, 23 February 2009
Tantrums and Bicycles
Friday, 20 February 2009
Telegraphic Speech
I think we might possibly have had our first proper, if slightly brief, sentence from Lily. Today she said something which went a bit like this...
"No! Stop tickle Mama, !!%^$&***???!!!...(stream of baby expletives), no tickle!"
"No! Stop tickle Mama, !!%^$&***???!!!...(stream of baby expletives), no tickle!"
Wednesday, 18 February 2009
Thursday, 12 February 2009
Katrina Kenison
"This is perhaps the greatest legacy we can bestow upon our children: the capacity to be enchanted by the quiet gifts of everyday life."
Homeward
It was snowing on the way home from Steiner, Lily kept repeatedly getting down on her knees to lick the snow off the pavement and then when I gave up and forcibly shoved her in the pram, stuck her tongue out like some very thirsty Alsatian, lapping up all the snowflakes as they tumbled down from blizzardy skies.
Wednesday, 11 February 2009
Steiner
Steiner playgroup is like a sweet drop of rain in the desolate desert of your average, run of the mill toddler playgroup. I have come to relish these mornings of sitting on comfy sofas, drinking fresh coffee and conducting civilised (and usually uninterrupted) conversations while the children just seem to play contentedly at our feet. There is something very calming, for all involved, about the group and so much different from the usual 30 manic kids in a church hall dribbling over a few grubby plastic blocks. I am biased of course, Steiner became my saviour at a time when I seriously thought Lily would grow up to be socially inept due to my refusal to attend other sessions.
Plus they make great coffee, so on mornings when you don't even have time to remember your own name, this is just heavenly.
Plus they make great coffee, so on mornings when you don't even have time to remember your own name, this is just heavenly.
Tuesday, 10 February 2009
Bub-bub
Keep trying to get a recording of Lily speak, new words are appearing at a rate of knots; however, shove the movie camera in her face and she suddenly recalls the meaning of shy. Some of my favourites are 'Par-Par' (Grandpa) and 'bub-bub' (blueberry).
Some of her favourites are 'cake' and 'more'.
I am a sad besotted Mama.
Some of her favourites are 'cake' and 'more'.
I am a sad besotted Mama.
Monday, 9 February 2009
Monday, 2 February 2009
Snow
Sunday, 1 February 2009
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