Henry had his first teething biscuit today (wheat, dairy and soy-free) and boy, did he love it! The smile on his previously cranky face was as priceless as it was instantaneous. He kept offering a taste to me, as he was in the Ergo carrier and very close to my face. I pretended to nibble the little biscuit and that seemed to satisfy Henry. It was very sweet of him to share. Here he is with his new "treat":
MamaCumLaude
Trying my best.
Monday, February 28, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
The Poetry of Toddlers
From Evelyn:
What does it mean?
Listen to my word!
Look at it.
Look at my word.
What does it mean?
Listen to my word!
Look at it.
Look at my word.
A Snowy Day
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Mama Cooks (in pictures): "Special" Quesadillas, Curry, and Ambience!
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
Fun!
Evelyn and Henry have been a lot of fun lately. I am especially enjoying this time because I know that the "fun" stages come and go, sometimes without warning. They are both learning and doing new things daily. We've been making it to a number of fun meetups with friends. This morning, Evelyn and I even managed a mother-daughter bookstore and cafe excursion while Henry slept in the Ergo on our babysitter.
| Learning to catch snowflakes on her tongue |
Evelyn has very recently become aware of the past tense. Although she has used it correctly (ie: "I ran here!") for about a year, she seems to have caught onto the -ed ending. Now, if she puts something on the shelf, she tells us "I put-ed it on the shelf!" She'll also It's adorable. She also has a number of favorite sayings; most of them involve her brother. She just loves Henry! (The feeling is definitely mutual. Henry lights up whenever he hears Evelyn coming and he often crawls after her if she leaves a room).
Henry (the eight month-old with five teeth!) has started to cruise along the train table and any available furniture. He has reached the stage of mobility that seems to come along with an almost constant bruise or bump on his little forehead. There isn't much to do except comfort Henry-- thankfully nursing is a great cure-- and comfort myself with the knowledge that his balance and coordination will only get better from here!
| Baby goes flying. |
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Monday, February 14, 2011
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