Saturday, November 14, 2009
Here she is, the tiniest toddler in the world
She is a walking fiend! And her big sister couldn't be prouder!
Friday, November 13, 2009
Creative breakthrough
Monkey is a creative child. Her imagination knows no bounds, her dressing skills befits a teenager that scours the September issue of Vogue....but until recently, art hasn't been her thing.
Maybe because we haven't been doing much of it at home...or maybe, just maybe, because Monkey's a lot like both her mom and dad in that we tend to like to do the things we're good at (and not the things we aren't...). No surprises there.
But artwork (and penmanship) is something that is important, so school has really been encouraging Monkey to take chances and put pen to paper (so to speak).
Yesterday, she drew a self-portrait in charcoal, and then signed her name to it.
This is the single most amazing piece of artwork I have ever seen. And yes, I'm slightly proud of my girl.
See? MOMA watch out, Monkey's an artiste!
Maybe because we haven't been doing much of it at home...or maybe, just maybe, because Monkey's a lot like both her mom and dad in that we tend to like to do the things we're good at (and not the things we aren't...). No surprises there.
But artwork (and penmanship) is something that is important, so school has really been encouraging Monkey to take chances and put pen to paper (so to speak).
Yesterday, she drew a self-portrait in charcoal, and then signed her name to it.
This is the single most amazing piece of artwork I have ever seen. And yes, I'm slightly proud of my girl.
See? MOMA watch out, Monkey's an artiste!
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Road Runner
Jellybean's not thinking about jail breaks anymore - she's OUT! She's FAST!
SHE'S WALKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Photos to come.
SHE'S WALKING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Photos to come.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Jailbreak
Jellybean is on the move.
She took 5 steps last weekend. In a row!
Pretty soon? She's going to make a break from jail.
(seriously, I snapped this photo through the door at her montessori school - that's her all in red. Doesn't it look like she's about to make a run for it? She and her fellow inmate are comparing plans, deciding who's going to distract the warden.....
And, on an unrelated note, I have come up with a new nickname for Jellybean:
She's now the "Mighty Mouse." I came up with this last night, in the middle of the night, when I was wrestling her out of a poopy pair of pjs. Man, is she STRONG!
She took 5 steps last weekend. In a row!
Pretty soon? She's going to make a break from jail.
(seriously, I snapped this photo through the door at her montessori school - that's her all in red. Doesn't it look like she's about to make a run for it? She and her fellow inmate are comparing plans, deciding who's going to distract the warden.....
And, on an unrelated note, I have come up with a new nickname for Jellybean:
She's now the "Mighty Mouse." I came up with this last night, in the middle of the night, when I was wrestling her out of a poopy pair of pjs. Man, is she STRONG!
When she's 13, I may regret raising such a confident child
So, clothing. Clothing has become the bane of my existence in the mornings.
Why you ask? Because it is taking, on average, 45 (FORTY-FIVE!!) minutes each morning to get Monkey dressed for school.
I think we're going to a new system - picking outfits out the night before. Maybe I'll even send her to bed in her outfit. Something's gotta give.
It just takes waaaaay too long in the morning, with debates and discussions about the socks, the shoes, the pants, the dress NO the shirt no not THAT shirt, the sweatshirt NO NO NO the coat NO WAIT the sweatshirt, the hairclip NO NO NO the headband no NOTHING at all...and it NEEDS to MATCH!!!
ARGH!!!!!!!
Guess that's to be expected from a kid that likes clothing, likes to match, and has a tremendous amount of confidence.
I may want to pull my hair out but I'm raising a confident daughter!
Something tells me I'll suffer a few twinges of regret when she's a headstrong teenager....
Why you ask? Because it is taking, on average, 45 (FORTY-FIVE!!) minutes each morning to get Monkey dressed for school.
I think we're going to a new system - picking outfits out the night before. Maybe I'll even send her to bed in her outfit. Something's gotta give.
It just takes waaaaay too long in the morning, with debates and discussions about the socks, the shoes, the pants, the dress NO the shirt no not THAT shirt, the sweatshirt NO NO NO the coat NO WAIT the sweatshirt, the hairclip NO NO NO the headband no NOTHING at all...and it NEEDS to MATCH!!!
ARGH!!!!!!!
Guess that's to be expected from a kid that likes clothing, likes to match, and has a tremendous amount of confidence.
I may want to pull my hair out but I'm raising a confident daughter!
Something tells me I'll suffer a few twinges of regret when she's a headstrong teenager....
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