Monday, December 27, 2004
As she was standing on the Learning Tower watching Daddy put together his dressing for Christmas dinner, she spotted a robot sitting on the table that was Dave's when he was a kid. And thus started the newest and most popular phrase over the last couple of days-- "what's that right there?" It used to be that "what's that?" was good enough, but now it's a whole sentence used very liberally. She wants to know what everything "right there" is. It's pretty cute, I have to admit.
We made the right call in getting a shorter tree for Christmas- she's been fascinated with the ornaments. There's a couple of non breakable ones that are low enough for her to reach and play with but there are frequent requests to be held up to see the ones out of her reach. I'm pretty sure there would have been a toppled tree if it had been a full size one.
Next year will really be fun since she'll have a better idea of what is going on. Dave really enjoyed the staying up late on Christmas eve playing Santa.
We were amazed the other day as she was looking at the keypad to the phone, she said "8, 9 10 11 12" Wow! She wasn't pointing to the right numbers, but she did recognize that those were numbers. She will also say "E, F, R" for letters. She's brilliant, I tell you!
I know all moms think their child is brilliant, but mine really is!
Monday, December 20, 2004
We got about 3 inches of snow last night. It started snowing yesterday evening and we stepped out on the back patio to see it. Of course, then she didn't want to come in. "Walk in snow!!" We hadn't put coats on, so she was quite upset with me when we had to come in. It's tough to understand the danger of below freezing temperatures when there's all that fun stuff to play in! She was a little happier at being able to leave shoeprints on top of the picnic table and the grill then looking at them from the inside. It's just the little things that make the difference, I suppose. We went out again this morning before I had to leave for work. Bless her heart, between 2 layers of clothes, snowsuit, snowboots, hats, gloves and 3 inches of snow, balance was impossible. She kept falling down, then couldn't get herself up again. "Momma hold you!" she kept saying. Poor thing. She wasn't as upset at having to come in this time!
There's a newfound fascination with the toilet at our house. She drags a stepstool over to the toilet, puts her little seat up there and says "Diaper off!" As soon as she sits down there is a request for "wipee." Then a flush and another wipee request. And another flush. Sense a pattern here? The very vital part of this that is missing is the peeing part. Thus far, as far as she is concerned, the toilet is for sitting and throwing wipees in. Oh yeah, and for sticking you face in and declaring "Smells good!" For all the imitating she does, I'm going to give her full credit for thinking that one up all on her own!
Wednesday, December 08, 2004
She's developing all these cute phrases that she uses- like "oh no! What happened?"
I guess I've said this to her a few times because she goes around saying it all the time! Anytime she falls down, anytime someone else falls down, anytime one of her babies supposedly falls down or falls over, they get an "Oh no!! What happened?" then a hug and a kiss. She also says "how cute!" or "how pretty!" fairly often as well. Dave was holding her up to the window earlier this evening and she could reach the curtain. She took hold of it to look at it and declared "How pretty!"
"Cuddle mamma" is a pretty popular one as well. She'll follow me around, especially if I'm trying to do something and say "hug mamma!" or "cuddle Mamma!" So, of course I do it happily, because, really, how do you resist that?!
Friday, December 03, 2004
We got about 1/2 an inch of snow this morning, so we did what all kids love to do-- played in it. This is really the first snow fall that she has any awareness of and she had a ball playing in it! At first she just kept walking around, looking at her footprints saying "walking snow?" Then I showed her how to make snowballs and throw them so they'd break. "Momma more!" she said. As further proof that she is her daddy's child, once the snow was more or less gone this afternoon, she kept saying "more snow, more snow." I assured there would be more and then some.
This evening I told her that it was time to go change her diaper and she said "No!" and ran and hid between the fridge and the dishwasher (we have a portable dishwasher) and giggled. She loves to get in between there and have me pretend like I can't find her. So, that's what we did- I'd find her and carry her back to her room. She'd jump off the bed, go hide in the same spot and yell "Find Dillon!" I'd look in the cabinets and in the dog treat jar and in the sink, all the while with Dillon absolutely squealing with laughter. Then, of course, a big production about finding her and carrying her back to her room to start the game all over again.
Once that game was fininshed, she laid on the bed with Dave and said "Daddy tired." She patted him on the back a few times, gave him a hug, kissed his nose and told him the kiss would "make it better."
Isn't she just the sweetest?!
Friday, November 26, 2004
Actually, I think the whole experience of having a toddler at their house for the afternoon was an eye-opener for Will and Mary, who are expecting their first child in February. Dillon behaved beautifully, but was, of course, a typical toddler. One of her main points of fascination was the cat. When the cat was nowhere to be found, the litter box became the next point of fascination. The poop obsession is still there, afterall. I did manage to keep her out of the litter box, but we had to have more conversations about cat poop than I ever care to have again! I also had to get up no less than 10 times during the 45 minutes or so that we were eating dinner. The look on their faces was one of fear that that was what they were in for. I assured them that this stage doesn't hit until they get really mobile and that it's a lot easier to deal with when you are in your own environment rather than someone else's home. I'm not sure they were convinced.
We spent a good bit of our day today cooking our own Thanksgiving dinner, which we'll finish and actually eat tomorrow. Dillon asked lots of times "Momma doin'?" then "Daddy doin'?" once he woke up and joined in. For Christmas we are getting her this thing called a Learning Tower so that she can see what we are doing. As she gets old enough to be able to do so, I'll let her start helping mix things and such. As it is, she loves to play at the sink pretending she is washing the dishes. It's actually one of the few things that will keep her occupied for a good 15 or 20 minutes. I'm pretty excited about it and I think she will love it.
Actually, I think she'll think Christmas in general is pretty cool- especially pulling ornaments off of the tree!
Friday, November 19, 2004
Got and robe and my slippers. Where's my newspaper?
E-I-E-I-O---- Or something like that! She was requesting the ever changing rendition of Old MacDonald. Usually she just requests it by animal, as in "Sing cow" or "Sing horsey." Last night it was this jumble of words that started with "sing," included "horsey" and culminated in a very rough version of the E-I-E-I-O. There were a few unrecognizable words in there as well. It was so cute!! I just had to laugh!
The robe she has on in the picture was a Christmas gift from Mimi & Addy last year. It's so funny to put it on her now and see how short it's gotten on her. It used to go down past her knees- now it doesn't even cover her diaper! We;ve used it a ton and I'll be sad when she outgrows it completely. The shoes are a recent gift from Daddy. We received them in the mail, I put them on her. 45 minutes later one of them was missing and stayed that way for 2 weeks. I looked EVERYWHERE for that silly thing. It turned out to be under her dresser. Didn't witness how it got there and can't even begin to venture a guess. There's a lot of things like that around here-- how did she get ahold of the digital camera that was sitting at the very back of the dresser beyond her reach ("camera-- toes" she says because she wants to see her toes on the screen on the back of the camera)? How did her sippy cup get down in the basement? How did the phone get dunked underwater? Ah, the little mysteries of having a toddler in the house.
Dave comes home today- thank goodness. While I have certainly enjoyed all the one on one time with Dillon, I've really missed him. Dillon will enjoy going to the airport and seeing the plane land and getting to see her Daddy. She does this great little happy dance when she sees him. It rivals any touchdown dance and is just a great deal cuter than an adult male doing it!
Sunday, November 14, 2004
She's also into figuring out what fits into a certain space. We've been doing some moving furniture around with the painting and things, so she's had a good time trying to see what spaces she fits into. What's funny is that she was trying to fit through a space too small for her one evening. What she finally decided it just wasn't going to work, she got the picture of she and Mam-maw that we have framed and tried it several different directions until she got it to go through the space. She then proudly declared "Mam-maw fit!" Pretty creative, we thought.
Dave is in Arkansas deer hunting right now. I've been telling her all week that Daddy is in Arkansas and will be coming back at the end of the week. Tonight during dinner she said "arkansas, daddy?" out of the blue. Wow. That's a pretty big word. I was impressed! A little later, we were sitting in the floor reading "The Foot Book" and she pointed to her right foot at one of the pages that talks about right feet and said "Dillon right foot." I asked her which one was her right foot and she pointed to the correct one. So I asked which one was the left foot and she pointed to the left foot. Hmmmm..... I asked her which was my right foot and she got it right again, then did the same with the left foot. I think it's safe to say she knows right and left feet! I was even more impressed with that than I was her saying Arkansas!
Now, as for just the plain old cute stuff she says and does, there's a list--- "Gotcha!" "Silly Dillon" "Sing bus" (translation: sing "wheels on the bus")"ABC's" (sing ABC's) "Yummy!" said when she's pretending to taste something she's pretended to cook. "Baby sad" said anytime she hears a baby crying. She's also now starting to act out these whole scenarios with baby where she will make the baby sit (said in the same tone of voice used to get Satchmo to sit when he's all riled up), then lay down for a diaper change, complete with diaper wipe. Then she'll pretend to rock and nurse the baby, then walk around in the mini-stroller with baby. She's holding a whole conversation with the baby this whole time. The imitation is amazing, because she is imitating so much of what I do with her. Thank goodness she hasn't imitated anything that's made me cringe just yet! I'm sure that's coming!
Tuesday, November 09, 2004
Just in case there's a foot of snow in the living room.....
I finally got to start painting the dining room after months of stripping wallpaper, then spackling, then sanding and on and on. Dillon was quite fascinated with the painting. She kept asking "momma doin'?" This was often followed by "Dillon doin'" without the inflection of a question. That was followed by "I'm sorry, honey, you can't help momma with this paint." Can you imagine the mess?? I mean, the pink carpet is bad enough all by itself, but add in pumpkin butter colored paint and Dillon and that's the making of a certifiable catastrophe!
Anytime Dave goes down to the basement to work on the computer, Dillon stands at the top of the stairs yelling "Daddy!" the "Daddy doin'?" Then she starts launching toys through the gate rails down the stairs. There's a whole array of items on the stairs to pick up at any given time. She gets extra points if she can land something in Satchmo's water. It sits on the stairs so that we don't have a constant bowl of dogfood soup, which is undoubtedly one of her favorite things about having a dog.
Right now, I'm looking out the window at snow flurries. It was 20 degrees this morning when I got up. Winter is coming. Ugh. I'm so not ready. Dillon is with her snow boots, though!
Friday, November 05, 2004
Dave got her some purple snow boots to wear this winter. They have been the hugest hit! She wants to wear them all the time-- with or without clothes. After a diaper change this evening she ran, got them and put them on before I could get a diaper and clothing back on her. I guess it's good they are waterproof, just in case she does pee on them!
She is still talking like crazy- unless, of course, someone in public speaks to her, then she's quiet as a church mouse. In the grocery store on Tuesday, this very nice old man tried so hard to get her to talk to him and she would have no part of it. Once he was out of her sight, she starting chattering up a storm again. Tonight she was saying "call me darlin," in imitation of me singing that line out of that old country song,"you don't have to call me darlin', darlin'..."
Today, we painted (which she only liked a little) and played with playdoh(which she like a lot). We made houses and letters and numbers and hats and balls to name a few. She, fortunately, is smart enough to not eat it once she tastes how salty it is. Satchmo, on the other, hand, not so smart. Twice I had to shoo him away from a chunk of playdoh that had made it to the floor, once while I was on the phone with the dentist's office trying to re-schedule an appointment. Each time he'd already gotten a pretty good bite eaten. The saltiness didn't seem to faze him too much, but he has certainly put away some water tonight! Hopefully we don't wake up tomorrow to find him all swollen up from water retention.
Never a dull moment around here, I tell ya!
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
Here's our little ladybug. She wanted no part of the hat that's part of the costume. She wouldn't even leave it on long enough for me to get a picture. We went out to our town square where there were all kinds of Halloween activities- face painting, ghost stories, free pizza and cookies and horse drawn wagon rides around the town square. She enjoyed that a lot and kept wanting to pet the horses. The biggest hit of the whole evening was getting to play in the water puddles on the way back to the car. It's good that we don't live far from the town square since she was pretty much soaking wet from the knees down!
Sunday, October 31, 2004
They are everywhere!! Last night we drove 40 minutes north to the little town of
So, today, we went to a local farmer's market and picked out a "punkin" of our very own. Still haven't decided whether to actually carve it or just leave it whole and let Dillon roll it around. I guess we'll see what the weather's like tomorrow. No way am I carving it inside. There's enough mess in the house without adding pumpkin goo to the mix! There are a couple of community sponsored Halloween events tomorrow that we're planning on attending. Of course, Dillon will be looking o-so-cute in her ladybug costume.
Just a quick note about the cute things she does. Apparently, when I put a hat on her, I often declare "cute!" afterward. The reason I know this is that she finds things to put on my head, then stands back a little and says "Cute!" :-)
Tuesday, October 26, 2004
Speaking of Satchmo-- those two are like siblings. They torment one another endlessly. She torments him on any occasion he is sitting still in a reachable place-- like the couch. He torments her any time she has food. He steals food from her so she steals and eats his food. For a while we were letting her give him his treat after he went outside, but ended up chasing her through the house too many times trying to get the treat out of her mouth. Now she doesn't get to give Satchmo his treat anymore!
We're still working on raking up the 2 billion leaves in the yard. Dillon thinks it's pretty fun to stand in the middle of the pile you are creating. She also thinks it's fun to throw her ball into the pile. Unfortunately, the ball is only 4" in diameter and quickly drowns in the leaf pile, so that's a short-lived game! She had a good time playing in the fairly empty storage shed yesterday. "Daddy sit," "Door" (translation: close the bottom half of the door please, momma)"Dillon out, help" (translation: I want you to help me out of here so I can promptly crawl right back into her and ask you to shut the door again). We worked on "Dillon, rake leaves," but that, like giving Satchmo kisses, was a dismal failure.
Tuesday, October 19, 2004
We went to the park for a little while today & let her swing. It was pretty cold, so we didn't stay all that long. We did, though, come home, eat a snack and warm up, then go outside here at home. I worked on raking some leaves and Dillon worked on jumping in them. Pretty cute. She hasn't quite figured out how to throw them everywhere. Or maybe she doesn't see the need since they are already everywhere. She wanted to help rake, but gave up on it rather quickly since the pile of leaves was already as tall as she is.
All seems to be going well with Courtney coming to the house to watch Dillon on my work days. She takes her to the community playgroups which she says that Dillon really seems to enjoy. Poor Courtney, though, her car rolled down our driveway on Monday and rolled into a rock at the bottom. It did some damage to the bumper and the muffler. Thankfully she & Dillon were not in it at the time. Not sure what happened. Maybe too many leaves out there-- I better get Dillon trained on how to rake those things. She's got more energy that any of us!
Tuesday, October 12, 2004
At the park
Just a quick note tonight. We had chili tonight & Dillon enjoyed it a great deal as you can tell from the picture. She's having a night in which bedtime is meaningless. So, it's now 9:41pm and she's wandering the house just as happy as a clam while her parents are exhausted and ready for her to wear out. We don't want her to go to bed because she's tired-- it's because we're tired!! Even Satchmo wants her to go to bed. He's in his house and she's poking at him through the holes in the sides saying "doggie, doggie, house, doggie, bed, doggie, sleep." Poor Satchmo. Poor Mom & Dad.
Monday, October 11, 2004
Hiking with Daddy
Dave was on call at the hospital yesterday, so it was just she & I. We went to the local farmer’s market in the morning. The pumpkins are starting to appear! It was fun seeing all the kids there running around the pumpkins. It’s also kind of sad to think that this particular farmer’s market shuts down in about 3 weeks until next April. That means winter is coming.
I took her to one of the local parks in the afternoon after a much-too-short nap. She’s now brave enough to climb right up on the playground equipment, walk across the little bridge thing to the spiral slide and head on down. She used to wait on me to go down with her but no more. Once she gets to the bottom, she walks right around, goes to the steps and climbs up to do it again. Of course, I’m up there to make sure she doesn’t decide to go down one of the structures that have to be climbed down. She has such a good time of it!
It seems as though she’s getting a molar. Ugh. She’s been really emotionally fragile and everything sends her into tears. She’s also been running a mild fever. I can feel a hard, raised area in the right molar area of her mouth. It also looks a little red and swollen. Most of the rest of her teeth have come through relatively easily- this time seems to be agonizing at best. She’s also been particularly attached to her Daddy. She’s spent lots of time today cuddled up on his shoulder or in his lap. He admits that he hates it that she feels bad, but really enjoys the snuggling with her. I think she misses him a lot when he’s on call. Really, I do too.
Wednesday, October 06, 2004
It has all worked out, though. Courtney, the girl that has done most of our babysitting in the past was available to come to the house the 2 days a week that I am working. She gets Dillon dressed, takes her places, plays outside with her, and takes a nap with her (after rocking her to sleep, thank you!). Dillon, in turn, looks very happy when I come home. She also just spontaneously says Courtney’s name on the days Courtney isn’t here. Hopefully this will last for a while.
So on to the cute things she is doing. She’s still a total chatterbox! She’s starting to put together more 3 word sentences. “There’s a circle” is a fairly distinct one. Its funny how many people will stop us in the grocery store to comment on how god her vocabulary it—because she & I have been chatting the whole way through the store! She’s also really into poop right now. She’ll tell me that the baby has pooped, so I’ll get her a wipe. She’ll make this big production about lifting the baby’s legs (and all babies are subject to this special treatment), wiping the baby’s bum and then putting a diaper of some sort on the baby. We also have to talk about how everything poops. She’s particularly fascinated with the fact that Satchmo poops. She’ll go on & on about it for most of a morning if she happens to notice him pooping outside.
We went to the park this afternoon so she could play on the swings. It’s definitely getting to be fall—the high today was around 47 degrees, though it isn’t supposed to continue being that cold. I didn’t dress either of us warmly enough, so we both had cold hands when we left the park 45 minutes after we got there. But not before watching a squirrel puttering around. She kept calling it a mouse and asking to pet it. I explained that it is a wild animal and we don’t pet wild animals—only look at them. She seemed OK with this, though we did follow it around for a while from a safe distance. And true to form, there was the inevitable question of “Squirrel poop?”
Thankfully not right then, it didn’t!
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
As for the hugs- they are the best. She will come up to me out of the blue, announce “hug!” and throw her arms around me. Even better is when I wrap my arms around her and pick her up off the ground in a big bear hug. Then it’s a hug accompanied by giggles. Last night it was a round of hugs for Momma and Da, then a request for “kiss.”
She gets the idea that you lean in for a kiss, but doesn’t quite get the pucker up part. She’ll get really close, then turn her cheek to your lips. Maybe she’s just practicing being a princess.
She started Monday at the new babysitter’s. The day went smoothly with the distinct exception of naptime. The sitter thinks I should stop rocking Dillon to sleep so that she learns to go to sleep on her own. The sitter provides lots of comfort to her, but doesn’t want to start rocking her because the other kids will want to rock as well. Really makes me question continuing with this sitter, but admittedly, Dillon seems pretty happy there otherwise. My feeling is that I absolutely love the time with Dillon when we are nursing and rocking and she is drifting off to sleep. I can’t imagine not doing it because there’s no doubt in my mind that she loves it as much as I do. My other feeling is that I truly believe that she will have no trouble falling asleep on her own when she is 15 years old despite the fact that I now rock her to sleep. What’s the hurry in making her independent anyway- she’s only 19 months old? A soapbox for another day, I suppose. As for now, we’ll keep on nursing and rocking and loving every minute of it.
Friday, September 17, 2004
We had a great time seeing everyone in Little Rock. She’s so much more active and interactive now. She enjoyed showing off her verbal skills and added several more words, including a few three word sentences. She made her first visit to the zoo while we were there. You never know how they are going to react to real animals versus the pictures. We got to see monkeys, giraffes, elephants, camels, birds, snakes and a few more I’m surely forgetting. There was a small petting area with these very friendly pygmy goats that ate all the dead leaves off the ground. She was not terribly interested in petting them, but really wanted me to. She thought all the animals were pretty cool, but what did she seem to love the most? The silly train that we paid $2 to ride in about a 100 yd circle with lovely views of overgrown bamboo, some discarded soda bottles and a few dead fish. She talked about the choo choo for the rest of the trip. Just when you think you know what they are going to like and they go and pick something else.
Now that we’re back, we’re trying to get back into our routine. I’m finding that unpacking the suitcase is a little more challenging with a toddler around. Actually, to be more precise, unpacking it isn’t a problem. Getting things were they need to be is the problem. I keep finding things under the dining room table that need to be put away. She keeps trying to put all of her clothes on- as pants. Of course every pair of shoes has to be tried on.
The weather’s getting cooler and the leaves are starting to change. For those that had planned to make a trip here to see the colors, you have about 2-3 weeks before they are at peak color then maybe a week after that before they are pretty much gone. If you are thinking of doing it next year, make note that the end of September is typically peak color. If I were smart, I’d tell everyone that it happens a few weeks later than it does- then we’d have help raking the 2 billion leaves that grace our yard!
Maybe I should look at getting some of those goats….
Friday, September 03, 2004
Her talking seems to still be advancing at a phenomenal rate. Over the last few days she has started really babbling in full sentences. She has done the babbling for a while, but this has an entirely different quality—more that of sentences with a story to tell. If you give her some encouragement as in “I did not know that!” or “Really?” she’ll phrase another series of babbled words into something that sounds like and answer.
It’s been a busy week around here with me working more than usual in anticipation of being off for our upcoming trip to Little Rock. Dillon has enjoyed to one on one attention of the girls that have been coming to babysit, but has missed having as much one on one time with Mama. I’ve missed it too, and find that my head just isn’t really in work when I’m away from her. It’s been nice weather all week, so we’ve been able to get outside and even play in the water a bit as she got to do today. Dave’s been getting home early enough to join us outside, so we’ve had some great family time. It’s just too sad to think that in a matter of weeks, the leaves will be off the trees and we’ll be looking for our first snowfall. Guess we better get started teaching her how to shovel snow!
Sunday, August 29, 2004
It is absolutely fascinating the view you get into a child's mind as they start pretend playing. Dillon is really getting into pretending to do things. She likes to sit her baby in an opening in her activity table and pretend to feed her, complete with spoon and sippy cup. Actual food is optional. She likes to pretend to put a diaper and shoes on the baby. She likes for baby to sit in her lap when we watch one of her animal videos (also named baby- it's a pretty versatile word around here). She'll pretend that the baby wants to nurse, but then at the last minute decide that she wants to waaayyyy more than baby does, so baby gets ditched. One day she was pretending to pick things off the floor and hand them to Dave & I. I need to cultivate that little activity- it could come in useful one day!
Yesterday we went back to Billings Farm for their annual Children's Day. She got to see more of the cows, sheep, horses and chickens. The cows remained the favorite, despite getting a little freaked out by a calf that walked up to us. She was holding onto Da so tightly that I think he could've let go and she wouldn't have gone anywhere! Somewhere on the way home, she saw a swing and started saying "whee!" Pretty soon the "whee's" overtook the moos and baas, so we went to a park with one of those bucket style swings. She had a blast with Da pushing her on the swing, alternating between a exuberant "whee" and an equally exuberant "push!"
We came home and decided to grill burgers. Dillon, Satchmo and I were standing outside when I saw something move in the woods. It turned out to be a yearling deer. It was a safe distance from us, sucessfully managing to ignore Satchmo barking, Dillon saying "Dee!" and Dave coming outside. It just poked around until it eventually wandered out of sight. Unfortunately, this prompted several "more dee" for Dillon, followed by "go?" All was made well by being able to say "bye dee."
As for today, naptime is over and all efforts on my part to make pretend sleeping as much fun as pretend playing have thus far been futile. So, we'll make the best of the day and go see how much fun the world can be.
Wednesday, August 25, 2004
She made some friends yesterday afternoon at the park. Our city has a girl's soccer league that was having practice at this park. We happened to be in the area of the field as the girls were arriving. Of course, several little girls (probably 8-9-10 age) and a toddler- it's like a match made in heaven! Dillon would take anyone's finger that was willing to walk with her and lead them around wherever she thought to go. The girls shared the soccer ball with her, got her to roll it to them, and absolutely delighted her by kicking it into the goal. She also got to see a man exercising his dog by hitting a ball with a tennis racket for the dog to catch. She just squealed when the dog would catch the ball in the air. She never wanted to pet the dog, just follow it around and watch it. I'm sure she was thinking "Why doesn't my dog do that? All he does is bark and try to steal my food." Maybe that's why she's always trying to steal his food!
Today is her 18 month appointment with the pediatrician, so we'll see how much she weighs and how much taller she's gotten- which is quite a bit. All those 12-18 month clothes that were 2-3 inches to long at the beginning of the summer now fit perfectly. I noticed the other day that I can see the top of her head over the chair when she walks by. She's losing the fat rolls on her legs and her torso just looks so much thinner. She looks more like a toddler than a baby. Part of me is sad and nostalgic for the little baby that she isn't any more and the rest of me is just excited to see what comes next. All the talk about how fun it is to re-experience the world through your child's eyes is completely true, even if the experience of choice happens to be boogers.
Saturday, August 21, 2004
I have such a good time watching Dave and Dillon together. He hasn't been getting home until around 7pm for most of this last week, but got home early at around 4:00 yesterday. Dillon was so excited to see Da and tell him about the BIG trucks that she got to watch that day, as our neighbors were having their entire driveway paved. He got down on the floor to play with her and just made me smile to hear the various words she would say interspersed with huge peals of laughter. She has figured out that for as much fun as it is to read books with Da, he makes a pretty awesome jungle gym as well.
Speaking of jungle gyms, we met another friend and her little boy at a local park yesterday afternoon. It was empty except for us, so we pretty much had the run of the place. There is some jungle gym equipment with a couple of smaller slides and one of those bigger spiral slides. I have taken Dillon down the bigger one on my lap several times. Yesterday she headed down it before she sat on my lap. I asked her if she wanted to go by herself, which was met with her typical enthusiastic "Yeah!" I told her to go ahead, so she did. She doesn't quite get the idea that you have to lift your feet, so it was a pretty slow descent, followed closely by me. Arrival at the bottom was met with an immediate "More, More!!" My friend thought it was great that she was so daring, as her son would have nothing to do with the slide. Umm, sure. Remind me of that when we are in the ER having a post daredevil stunt gash stitched up! No, really, she's pretty cautious in trying new things and mostly does so only after I've encouraged her or shown her how to do something.
Now if we can just keep it that way when she's 16 and learning to drive!
Monday, August 16, 2004
Dillon's gotten really into giving hugs over the last few days. She is so sweet! She will just lay her head over on your shoulder and pat you on the back. She's also getting a little more liberal with her kisses and has actually acted like she is giving us one. The kisses are still several feet away, but hey,that's an improvement!
Her vocabulary just amazes me. She must add a couple of new words a day and is now putting 2 words together. She has said "Da's shoe," "Big truck," "Bye truck,"and "Baby duck." Sometimes she'll rattle off something that you just know must be deep and profound but just sounds like total gibberish. But the look on her face tells you it isn't gibberish and if you were smart you'd write down what she said because it's important.
Come to think of it, her daddy does the same thing, especially at the end of the day! :)
Wednesday, August 11, 2004
Yesterday we went to the house of one of our friends whose baby was born at 32 1/2 weeks. He's now 4 weeks old, at home and doing great. I took lunch and dinner over to Melanie & Andy (our friends) since they've been eating chicken nuggets and french fries for dinner. I held the baby so she could eat, then got him to sleep while she showered uninterrupted (what an absolute luxury!). Dillon loved seeing the baby & was really good with him. She was very gentle and with some direction stuck to only touching his back, arms and legs. She actually was much more enthralled with the 3 cats that they have. They were much more fun to touch- plus they just moved a lot more! She also got to see more babies at this morning's La Leche League meeting. They are fun, but all those new toys there-- now THAT's fun! There were a couple of times that we had to run interference between Dillon & another toddler, but I have to give it to her- she'll hold her own for the most part, even against kids older than her.
The new stuff over the past few days includes: trying to repeat lots of the words I say to her. I don't even think I could count all her words now. "Tiger" is pretty loud and clear as she has gotten to watch one on her Baby Einstein "World Animals" video. She has a new tooth & I think is getting another one. She is starting to really do the pretend playing. She wants her baby to get a new diaper on each time she does, she wants to use the spoon to feed the baby, she wants it to ride around in the backpack like she does. It's really fun to start seeing not only this element of her personality, but the beginnings of her imagination as well.
Monday, August 09, 2004
I'm sensing a round of "Old MacDonald" coming on.......
Sunday, August 08, 2004
Thursday, August 05, 2004
We went to the pool on Tuesday. It was a beautiful day and we went with another couple of ladies with toddlers, though it wasn't like we got to visit much as we mostly spoke in passing while chasing each of our respective children. Dillon absolutely loved the water this time and was overjoyed when I let her "jump" into the water from the side as she saw the bigger kids doing. She would actually just sit on the side and lean toward my hands which were just a couple of inches away. I'd dip her in the water to her waist and then lift her into the air during which time she would kick wildly and laugh. There were a couple of older kids that handed her a little toy so she could throw it in the water for them to try to catch. There was, of course, a lot of splashing and laughing, so she had a ball. Now if we could just have a few more days like that in the 3 weeks or so the pool is still open, that would be great. Today is supposed to be a high of 69 and raining, so the pool looks like a no-go today.
I just tried letting her play with paint by putting her in her high chair, putting a little bit of paint down on a piece of paper and giving her a small paintbrush. The entertainment value of that: approximately 3 minutes before she was standing in the chair saying "GO" loudly and decisively. The small piece of tape holding the paper in place got almost that much mileage with a lot less set up and clean up time. What's interesting about that is that I used to get all these paintings from the daycare when she was there with reports that she loved it. Not sure if they just had lower expectations of how long it would be entertaining or if they misinterpreted her signals of what she found interesting. Of course at that point she wasn't quite so clear as to stand and say "go."
I see the sun! Maybe there's hope for a beautiful summer day afterall.........
Monday, August 02, 2004
We went to a picnic at the home of the anesthesia department chair yesterday. He throws this big picnic each year at his beautiful 100+ year old home on the Connecticut River. It was really a lot of fun and Dillon had a great time roaming around in all the wide open space. There were several big dogs there that she was pretty excited about until one of them came and stole food out of her hand and knocked her down. I don't think this poor dog knew what happened-- all of the sudden this small person is crying loudly and there are about 3 people yelling at it to get away. I'm sure whatever small bite of food it scored was not worth all that. She was a little freaked out by the dogs after that, but did eventually get to where she wanted to pet one of them that was lying down.
We did get to go swimming the other day. The pool is really nice! It starts at no depth at all and very gently slopes to 4 feet, but over a pretty good distance. Most of the bigger kids that can swim either stay in the other regular sized pool or in the deeper part of the kiddie pool, so it's a pretty safe place for little ones that don't swim. She wasn't sure about it at first and would only stand in the water for a few seconds before she wanted out. So we'd walk around and she would want to try it again. She got to where she would get in to about waist deep. She seemed to have good time. It's supposed to be pretty warm over the next several days, so I'd really like to take her again. Besides, I met someone at the picnic that has a son that just a month older. She & I had a great time chatting and it would be a good excuse to get together again.
I have pictures to post but it doesn't seem to want to work tonight. I"ll try to get it to tomorrow. It's time for bed.
Friday, July 30, 2004
We dropped some books for donation off at the library on Wednesday. She told the librarian "thank you" in repsonse to her expression of thanks, then "Bye byeee" as we were leaving. I think that's the first time she's put those together. The librarian thought it was pretty cute, too. Of course, how could you not?
It's supposed to be warm and sunny today, though it doesn't look too promising at 65 degrees and cloudy at the moment. This has been a miserable summer, weather-wise. There have been several days that the high for the day was below 70 with heavy clouds and rain. Really, it's kind of depressing knowing that it is only a matter of a couple of months before it starts getting genuinely cold. It's been like we aren't going to have a good dose of warm weather to help out mentally. I can't believe there have been days in July that I've been comfortable wearing long sleeves. Anyway, I'm hoping this afternoon we can go out to the community pool. They are supposed to have a pretty good kiddie area.
New words over the last couple days: pig and knee and eat. I sing Old MacDonald to her as entertainment during diaper changes. I always ask her what animal Old MacDonald has and the day before yesterday she started acually saying pig. She said knee as I was tickling her knee and she thought it was funny. She's finally getting the concept of eating and actually asks to on occasion. Of course the best to hope for is a few bites at a time, but at least she's doing that a few times a day instead of a few times a week! The most popular words lately are "up" and "stuck." Anytime she wants to see what is going on higher than she can see, it's "UP!" and anytime something doesn't happen as easily as she thinks they should, it's "STUCK!" Of course "truck" is still high on the list as they are still out there working.
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
A couple of days ago, I asked "Where's Dillon?" in that lets-play-peekaboo voice. Instead of hiding her face, she very joyfully pointed to herself and grinned the biggest grin she could possibly muster. Thinking it was a fluke, I asked again and she did the same thing again. It's official- she knows her name!
A friend came over briefly today and as she was leaving, she blew Dillon a kiss. You could see the lightbulb go on for Dillon- she immediately blew a kiss back. Then Da got home and he got a kiss blown at him. Still won't outright give us a kiss, but she'll blow them our way. It's a start, I guess.
Sunday, July 25, 2004
I can wear dad's clothes (from 25 years ago)!
Dillon found a box of Dave's old clothes and pulled this shirt out (along with all the rest of them). She was quite insistent she get to wear this one and was fascinated by the stars on the sleeves. She sat in the floor for several minutes saying "star.....star....star" pointing to each one of them. Who knew 25 year old clothing could be educational?
She is saying new words at an amazing rate! The shirt prompted "star, " though she already had a sign for it. We were sitting outside on the step and she very clearly proclaimed "step!" She almost fell down inside and declared "whoa!" as I always do when she almost falls. Last night Satchmo was whining and Dave said "Satchmo, PLEASE." Dillon further emphasized the need for him to be quiet by reinterating "PEES!!" We're just glad that's the word she chose to pick up :) She has also christened Satchmo with a name-- "gooboy." It comes from the praise he gets each time he is willing to sit in one of our laps ("ap") and let her pet him. Pretty cute.
The backpack is one of her favorite items and she will repeat "bapac" over and over until she gets to ride in it. Last night she decided she wanted one of her babies to ride in it, so she put baby in it, then sat down and buckled the waist strap around her waist. Unfortunately, she couln't get it unbuckled and would sit there crying "STUCK!!!" until one of us would undo it for her. Then, of course, the cycle would start again.
Amazing kid, this one is!
Wednesday, July 21, 2004
Look at my new dress Mimi sent me!
Yes, I do realize the picture is sideways. I'm just proud that I figured out how to post it. I'll figure out how to turn the pictures another time. This was taken last week.
The big happy event of the last couple of days is that Dillon has 2 new teeth. They are the teeth on either side of her top 2 front teeth and they are coming in at the same time as the 2 front ones did. She's over 17 months old- it's about time she got some teeth!
The big not-so-happy event of the last couple of days is that we have to find new child care yet again. It's been pretty stressful for us trying to figure out what to do. Really, I just want to stay home with her full-time, but the cost of living is so high here that I really need to continue working the 2 days a week I've been working. We have a couple of possibilities but nothing has come together yet.
Back to the happier topic of the cute things that Dillon does. Yesterday she put one of her teddy bears in a laundry basket, pulled it around for a few minutes, then signed to me that the baby was sleeping. I was amazed that she was able to put all that together! Today we went to our local science museum where she got to play in their outdoor water display. It did cool things like bubble and spray and turn on and off randomly. She had a blast and I had a blast watching her! She, of course, was soaking wet by the time we left, but who cares-clothes dry.
She has a couple of new words- "glove" in reference to the gardening gloves that she keeps stealing from me as I am trying to use them. Her other word is "Music," which sounds remarkably similar to "stick," except that she either claps while she is saying it (the sign she made up for it) or points to the stereo and claps while saying it. I LOVE the sign language. My goodness does it make life easier!
Sunday, July 18, 2004
We spent a little time outside today, looking over the plants I worked hard on getting into the ground yesterday. I was marveling at how much they had perked up and were looking pretty good, when Dillon decided to "weed" them for me as she has seen me doing several times. It would be better if she'd actually pick weeds vs. the plants we paid money for!
Dave & I got to go to dinner by ourselves tonight, which was really nice. Courtney, who works at the daycare Dillon went to for a while came to babysit for us. Dillon & Courtney are big buddies & she has a great time when Courtney comes over. Probably even Courtney got kisses from her, but still none for Mom & Dad.
New words for the day: Stuck and Gentle.
Friday, July 16, 2004
After Cyrus left, we ran some errands- one of which was to get a pair of sandals from Payless Shoes. That was like a little piece of heaven for the kid whose first word was "shoes!" Can't tell you how much time I spent finding the box that a shoe came out of. At least I only had to look so high :)
She is learning body parts. She has back, toes and nose down really well, and is learning to point and say "eye" Repeatedly, actually, in imitation of me pretending to poke myself in the eye to make her laugh. Oh,well. I don't mind looking like an idiot to make her laugh- and teach her something as well! She also knows hair and hand and foot, but hasn't said them yet.
Right now she is joyfully running around naked with a cracker in her hand. Satchmo, of course, is not far behind. As far as she's concerned, life really doesn't get much better than that!