Rebecca is very proud to tell you, she's a very big girl. As of a month or so ago Brian turned around her carseat to face forward. We put it off until now because we feel it's safer for her to face rearward as long as she fits. The time has come. She has reached her (crappy) carseat's height limitations for rear-facing.
We made sure to talk it up how she was going to be facing forwards now because she's such a big girl, isn't it exciting!
The first morning I went to put her in her carseat in my van, I opened the van door and she stopped short. She looked at the seat, then at me and goes "What happened here?" LOL. (Now where would she have heard that? dum de dum.....)
I put her in the seat, explaining how Daddy had turned her seat around like we'd talked about.
As I drove into town Rebecca, as usual, sang to herself her made up songs. This time I turned the radio down to get a better listen. I could see her in the rear-view mirror head bopping from side to side to a beat. Then she bust out "La la. La la. I'm facing forward! I'm facingfooooorward". I about drove off the road laughing.
Then, as we were getting closer to town, she suddenly yelped "Mama! I can see your windshield! And it's RAINING! And you have WIPERS on!" It suddenly had occurred to her that she could see what I was seeing!
She's so proud of herself.
She loves showing everyone she can think of her Big Girl carseat and how it faces FORWARD.
Her newest accomplishment relating to the seat: leaning all about stoplights. She loves to point out to me that the light is red right now so I have to stop, but when it turns green it's my turn to go again. And she'll watch for it. As soon as it's green, I'm to GO GO GO! The little backseat driver. (Who, did you hear? faces FORWARD!)
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Big News
It seems comical that we're just now announcing this on here, but Rebecca is due to be a big sister in approximately 8 weeks.
Baby #2's estimated arrival date is June 13th, meaning Rebecca will be almost exactly 2 1/2 when she becomes a big sister.
We decided not to find out the sex of baby #2, just like we did with Rebecca. Picking out names has been harder this time around, mostly due to me. I keep finding names I love, then telling Brian and he'll agree. We'll have that name as The Name for That Sex for weeks, or in one case, months. Then I suddenly decide it would be a crime to name a child that, yuck how could we, and we're back to square one. I'm pretty sure we won't have names solidified until we actually see and meet him/her.
Rebecca is already is so excited for the baby. Several times a day she, unprompted, gives my belly a big hug and lots of kisses. She strokes my belly and talks to the baby. She tells me "Mama, when the baby comes out, I'm going to look at it". We'll ask her, when she says this, if she's also going to help us hold it, change it, play with it, so on. She'll look very serious for a moment, then say "yes, but I'm going to look at it". I think the suspense is hard for her too :)
Baby #2's estimated arrival date is June 13th, meaning Rebecca will be almost exactly 2 1/2 when she becomes a big sister.
We decided not to find out the sex of baby #2, just like we did with Rebecca. Picking out names has been harder this time around, mostly due to me. I keep finding names I love, then telling Brian and he'll agree. We'll have that name as The Name for That Sex for weeks, or in one case, months. Then I suddenly decide it would be a crime to name a child that, yuck how could we, and we're back to square one. I'm pretty sure we won't have names solidified until we actually see and meet him/her.
Rebecca is already is so excited for the baby. Several times a day she, unprompted, gives my belly a big hug and lots of kisses. She strokes my belly and talks to the baby. She tells me "Mama, when the baby comes out, I'm going to look at it". We'll ask her, when she says this, if she's also going to help us hold it, change it, play with it, so on. She'll look very serious for a moment, then say "yes, but I'm going to look at it". I think the suspense is hard for her too :)
This is me, falling off the face of the earth
Oh yeah, right... Rebecca has a blog. Hey, how about that.
So anyway, it's been a good 4 months since I posted last. Whoops.
I'm here now. It's the thought that counts, right? Good.
We've a few updates that need to be made (obviously, since it's been 4 months)but I think they each deserve their own separate posts.
So anyway, it's been a good 4 months since I posted last. Whoops.
I'm here now. It's the thought that counts, right? Good.
We've a few updates that need to be made (obviously, since it's been 4 months)but I think they each deserve their own separate posts.
Monday, December 15, 2008
Her newest favorite game: "tent". Brian took one of Becca's blankets and draped it over the top of her crib while we were playing to make her a fort, or as she calls it "My tent!"
Now any time she sees this blanket she pulls it around asking for 'My tent?! My tent?!"
Now any time she sees this blanket she pulls it around asking for 'My tent?! My tent?!"
A few weeks ago Rebecca and I were hanging out at home. She'd just asked for her jammies off when she took me by the hand and said "I get dressed."
She took me to the dresser, pulled out her shorts from the summer. Then to the closet and asked for a shirt. I started looking threw them when she pointed to the shirt and sweatshirt she wanted. She pulled me through the house picking up items as we went, then asked me to help her get dressed. The result? I have a fassion diva on my hands. Purty, ain't she?
A few months ago we took Rebecca up to the cabin for the weekend. It was post-hunting season so we wandered through the woods for a while. She decided the dirt path was just much too dirty, so naturally she cleaned it up.
Halloween
This year Rebecca dressed as a ballerina. She was adorable, but unfortunately didn't want to stand still for photos. This is the only photo we got where she's smiling. She had a great time, despite what our photos show.
We're back!
I had the blog shut down for a while b/c of some formatting issues. At least for me, photos were showing up fuzzy and weird and the layout was getting all spazzy. It should, should being the operative word, be working now. I think.
Since it's been, oh, like a decade since I've updated I'm going to have a barrage of updates coming in the next few days.
I had the blog shut down for a while b/c of some formatting issues. At least for me, photos were showing up fuzzy and weird and the layout was getting all spazzy. It should, should being the operative word, be working now. I think.
Since it's been, oh, like a decade since I've updated I'm going to have a barrage of updates coming in the next few days.
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Dancing Queen
Dancing with Daddy :)
Pardon Rebecca's toys everywhere. That's her new game. Empty everything then go onto something more fun.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
My baby is 21
Months, that is.
I can't believe that in 3 months time she'll be 2! That went WAY too fast!
In honor of her "birthday" I want to take a moment to reflect on the things she's doing these days.
- This morning she busted out her new phrase "Darn it!". I about died laughing. Thanking the heavens we're very careful about our own language!
She loves airplanes and helicopters. One flew over head as we were getting out of the car. I pointed at it, then said "oops, it went behind the trees so we can't see it anymore. Darn". She looked at me, cocked her head and said "Yeah. Darn it!" LOL
- She loves to sing. Most of the time it's her own little songs in her own little language. But the other day I was listening to a book on tape in the car in which one of the characters sings a lullaby. Later that evening, after only hearing the lullaby once, Rebecca was playing with her baby and singing. I finally realized she was singing the lullaby! I'm so proud :)
- She is very opinionated. She likes to pick out her own clothes and is NOT happy when you pick something for her she doesn't want to wear. I foresee many days of mismatched clothing in our future and I'm just fine with it!
- She's ridiculously, mind-bogglingly smart. She has an amazing memory and talks up a storm.
- She can count to 3. And likes to randomly throw in the number 6 when she's counting. So it usually goes like this. "One.... two.... three..... six.... two.... six..... one.... two.... three"
- She's starting to learn what "one" and "two" mean. She can tell me if there are one or two barrettes in her hand. One or two socks on her feet.
- She knows several colors. Right now she can correctly identify pink, blue, green, yellow, orange, red, and white.
- She loves music and loves to dance.
- She walks around on the very, very tips of her toes. Not on the balls of her feet, but on her actual tiptoes. Brian calls her our little ballerina. I'm starting to have visions of the NY City ballet...
- She's such a happy, smiley girl. Rarely is she tantrum-y or fussy (unless she's cutting teeth or sick. Then all bets are off)
- She tells us when she needs her diaper changed. Typically she'll take our hand and walk us to the changing table and say 'Diaper please. Diaper is yucky."
- She loves books. She has parts of a couple of her books memorized.
She'll sit down with Sandra Boynton's Moo Baa La La La and flip through the pages.
She'll see the picture of the cow and say "Cow says moo" then the sheep "Sheep.... BAAAAA" then the pigs "La la la. No no! Oink!"
Which means "A cow says moo. A sheep says baa. Three singing pigs say la la la. " No no!" you say, that isn't right. The pink says Oink all day and night". Turns out I have it memorized too.
- She sits at the table without a booster seat most of the time now. She just sits on her knees and eats. If we're having something particularly messy or hard for her to reach then she'll sit in the high chair. But she prefers to sit in the "Chair! My chair" versus in the "Seat"
- She is a GREAT eater. This child packs away more food than I could have imagined. And yet she's still a SKINNY little girl. She's not picky. She loves fruits especially. She could (and has) eat her weight in blueberries. The result is not pretty.
The only 3 things we've ever come across that she really dislikes are peas (I don't blame her), plain yogurt (again, I don't blame her) and cottage cheese. Otherwise, she'll chow down.
- Her favorite food is probably tacos.
This morning on the way into work she had a stuffed puppy in her lap. I could hear her talking in the back seat so I asked her what she said. She replied "Puppy is eating tacos". Then she proceeded to make "Nom nom nom" eating noises. She cracks me up.
- She loves having her photo taken. When she sees the camera come out she gives a big grin and says "CHEEEEEEESE!"
I can't believe that in 3 months time she'll be 2! That went WAY too fast!
In honor of her "birthday" I want to take a moment to reflect on the things she's doing these days.
- This morning she busted out her new phrase "Darn it!". I about died laughing. Thanking the heavens we're very careful about our own language!
She loves airplanes and helicopters. One flew over head as we were getting out of the car. I pointed at it, then said "oops, it went behind the trees so we can't see it anymore. Darn". She looked at me, cocked her head and said "Yeah. Darn it!" LOL
- She loves to sing. Most of the time it's her own little songs in her own little language. But the other day I was listening to a book on tape in the car in which one of the characters sings a lullaby. Later that evening, after only hearing the lullaby once, Rebecca was playing with her baby and singing. I finally realized she was singing the lullaby! I'm so proud :)
- She is very opinionated. She likes to pick out her own clothes and is NOT happy when you pick something for her she doesn't want to wear. I foresee many days of mismatched clothing in our future and I'm just fine with it!
- She's ridiculously, mind-bogglingly smart. She has an amazing memory and talks up a storm.
- She can count to 3. And likes to randomly throw in the number 6 when she's counting. So it usually goes like this. "One.... two.... three..... six.... two.... six..... one.... two.... three"
- She's starting to learn what "one" and "two" mean. She can tell me if there are one or two barrettes in her hand. One or two socks on her feet.
- She knows several colors. Right now she can correctly identify pink, blue, green, yellow, orange, red, and white.
- She loves music and loves to dance.
- She walks around on the very, very tips of her toes. Not on the balls of her feet, but on her actual tiptoes. Brian calls her our little ballerina. I'm starting to have visions of the NY City ballet...
- She's such a happy, smiley girl. Rarely is she tantrum-y or fussy (unless she's cutting teeth or sick. Then all bets are off)
- She tells us when she needs her diaper changed. Typically she'll take our hand and walk us to the changing table and say 'Diaper please. Diaper is yucky."
- She loves books. She has parts of a couple of her books memorized.
She'll sit down with Sandra Boynton's Moo Baa La La La and flip through the pages.
She'll see the picture of the cow and say "Cow says moo" then the sheep "Sheep.... BAAAAA" then the pigs "La la la. No no! Oink!"
Which means "A cow says moo. A sheep says baa. Three singing pigs say la la la. " No no!" you say, that isn't right. The pink says Oink all day and night". Turns out I have it memorized too.
- She sits at the table without a booster seat most of the time now. She just sits on her knees and eats. If we're having something particularly messy or hard for her to reach then she'll sit in the high chair. But she prefers to sit in the "Chair! My chair" versus in the "Seat"
- She is a GREAT eater. This child packs away more food than I could have imagined. And yet she's still a SKINNY little girl. She's not picky. She loves fruits especially. She could (and has) eat her weight in blueberries. The result is not pretty.
The only 3 things we've ever come across that she really dislikes are peas (I don't blame her), plain yogurt (again, I don't blame her) and cottage cheese. Otherwise, she'll chow down.
- Her favorite food is probably tacos.
This morning on the way into work she had a stuffed puppy in her lap. I could hear her talking in the back seat so I asked her what she said. She replied "Puppy is eating tacos". Then she proceeded to make "Nom nom nom" eating noises. She cracks me up.
- She loves having her photo taken. When she sees the camera come out she gives a big grin and says "CHEEEEEEESE!"
Monday, September 8, 2008
Rebecca's first crush
Rebecca has a first love. We're shocked that she's fallen so hard for a boy at such a tender young age. But none the less, she has. And we're thrilled with her choice.
So for now, we're in the midst of Puppy Love.
The man in question is.... Harry Potter.
I'm not joking. Brian was home with Rebecca for a couple of days recently and had been watching Harry Potter while she napped. When she woke up, it was still playing and she pointed and the TV and said "Boy! Glasses!" She sat transfixed for quite a while.
Now I must point out, we don't generally let Rebecca watch TV. For one, she's never been interested. Plus we don't have cable. What would she watch? My Sex and the City DVDs? Um, no.
Anyway, over the next several days she'd point to the TV, grab the remote, press buttons and say "Boy! Glasses! Where's boy?!" So Brian would succumb and put in a Harry Potter DVD. She'd happily sit, playing with her toys, all while pointing at "Boy! Glasses!"
This weekend I started teaching her the characters. Now she knows "Boy!" is also known as "Harry". His friend is "Ron!" I didn't think she'd be able to master "Hermione" just yet so for now she's just "Girl".
I hate to remind her that Harry Potter in fact grows up. I'm not even going to consider letting her know (just yet) that (SPOILER- If You haven't read the last book and you intend to, stop reading now) he later in life marries Ginny Weasley. I don't think her little 1 year old heart could take it.
So for now, we're in the midst of Puppy Love.
What do you think? I think they make a cute couple.
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Bathtub crayons- A gift from the heavens above
Seriously, these things are MAGIC!
We bought them a few weeks ago for Rebecca since she loves to color and bath time had been a fight for a few days. They're a Godsend!
I finally have a way to wash her hair without her screaming. I make Brian draw elaborate portraits on the top of our bath wall while I pour water VERY quickly through her hair. Yesterday, I even got to condition it for the first time in about 4 months. Yay!
Considering we have a consistent ebb and flow of "I love the bath! I hate the bath" I'm hoping that these will make the I Love the Baths much more common. If not, I'm moving to bath markers!
Quick! What's the number for Mensa?!
Rebecca's such a little smarty pants. I have to brag on behalf of my child for a little while. Because, hey, it's my blog. I get to do that sort of thing here!
First, about 2 weeks ago she demonstrated her ability to label colors. She brought me one of her new bathtub crayons (more about those in another post) and said "Mama! Pink crayon!" and it was. I was beaming with pride. Until, of course, Brian pointed out that perhaps it was a coincidence.
The next morning I was pouring her some milk and selected a straw for her in her cup (as requested, she's so demanding sometimes! LOL). She reached in, picked it up and said "Mama, purple straw!" Or I suppose more like "Muh-muh, puh-buh stwaw". She's brilliant.
Then a couple of days ago we were reading one of her books (Sandra Boynton's Hippos Go Berserk- great book. V. cute) and I was reading "ONE hippo all alone. Calls TWO hippos on the phone" Rebecca kept repeating the numbers as I read them so I set the book aside and just counted the hippos with her. She'd repeat One, Two, Three... then loose interest.
The next morning I was putting her shoes on. These shoes are so cool, they're hot pink with little green turtles all over them (Tuuur-tles) and we were counting the turtles. We got to 6 and she'd ask me to start again. About a half an hour later in the car I hear her in the back seat singing to herself. It went like this.
"La la. One. La la. Six. Six one. Two. Three Six. One. Three. Threeee. La la."
Apparently the number 6 stood out to her?
Now she's up to being able to count One..... Two.....Three.... if prompted. But she thinks that at 3 you're required to jump in the air, jump off a chair, do some sort of silly move. I dig the way she thinks.
Our daycare provider Chris (another truly brilliant woman) has a saying which I paraphrase as thus "Children are brilliant. It's the adults that are too stupid to figure out how brilliant".
Case in point: This evening Rebecca was finishing up her dinner when we found a bunny sitting by our back deck. She LOVES bunnies. Absolutely adores them. So I got her out of the high chair to go see the bunny. As it hopped away we went inside saying "Goodbye bunny".
We reach the table and she says "All done! All done! All done!" so I assume this meant that she was.... all done?
I set her down and started to clean off her sticky fingers when she got very upset "No! No Mama!" After several tries to figure out what it was she wanted, I finally said "Becca, what do you need?"
She looked me square in the eye and said "More cheese, please!" with a huffy look like "Geeze, woman, what have I been saying all along?"
It turns out "All done" was actually "All gone". As in, the bunny is gone, now woman, where's my cheese? See? I'm just too stupid to figure it out :)
First, about 2 weeks ago she demonstrated her ability to label colors. She brought me one of her new bathtub crayons (more about those in another post) and said "Mama! Pink crayon!" and it was. I was beaming with pride. Until, of course, Brian pointed out that perhaps it was a coincidence.
The next morning I was pouring her some milk and selected a straw for her in her cup (as requested, she's so demanding sometimes! LOL). She reached in, picked it up and said "Mama, purple straw!" Or I suppose more like "Muh-muh, puh-buh stwaw". She's brilliant.
Then a couple of days ago we were reading one of her books (Sandra Boynton's Hippos Go Berserk- great book. V. cute) and I was reading "ONE hippo all alone. Calls TWO hippos on the phone" Rebecca kept repeating the numbers as I read them so I set the book aside and just counted the hippos with her. She'd repeat One, Two, Three... then loose interest.
The next morning I was putting her shoes on. These shoes are so cool, they're hot pink with little green turtles all over them (Tuuur-tles) and we were counting the turtles. We got to 6 and she'd ask me to start again. About a half an hour later in the car I hear her in the back seat singing to herself. It went like this.
"La la. One. La la. Six. Six one. Two. Three Six. One. Three. Threeee. La la."
Apparently the number 6 stood out to her?
Now she's up to being able to count One..... Two.....Three.... if prompted. But she thinks that at 3 you're required to jump in the air, jump off a chair, do some sort of silly move. I dig the way she thinks.
Our daycare provider Chris (another truly brilliant woman) has a saying which I paraphrase as thus "Children are brilliant. It's the adults that are too stupid to figure out how brilliant".
Case in point: This evening Rebecca was finishing up her dinner when we found a bunny sitting by our back deck. She LOVES bunnies. Absolutely adores them. So I got her out of the high chair to go see the bunny. As it hopped away we went inside saying "Goodbye bunny".
We reach the table and she says "All done! All done! All done!" so I assume this meant that she was.... all done?
I set her down and started to clean off her sticky fingers when she got very upset "No! No Mama!" After several tries to figure out what it was she wanted, I finally said "Becca, what do you need?"
She looked me square in the eye and said "More cheese, please!" with a huffy look like "Geeze, woman, what have I been saying all along?"
It turns out "All done" was actually "All gone". As in, the bunny is gone, now woman, where's my cheese? See? I'm just too stupid to figure it out :)
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Going to the fair
We have an annoying commercial that plays in the last week of July and 1st week of August around here with a farmer-style man singing "Going to the fair! Going to the fair! Going to the Northwest Michigan fair!" in an annoying fake twang. Which is dumb, since we live in MICHIGAN. We have no twang.
But, I digress already- We took Rebecca to said fair!
We tried to go on Saturday evening, got all the way into the fairgrounds to park before we realized "Hey. The fair isn't here yet". It didn't open (partially) until Sunday. Whoops!
Take two- after a fun/tiring boat trip Sunday morning with on my brother-in-law's boat (MIKE! as Becca says) we took Rebecca to the fair. Again. This time they were even open!
The only things that were really open were the food stands and the animal portion (also known as the entire reason we went to the fair: animals for Becca. Carnie food for me. Don't judge)
She LOVED it! We took her through the cow stalls no less than 3 times. Each time we'd hit up a new animal she'd make the appropriate animal noise.
Strangely enough, her favorite of all the animals was the rabbits. She kept yelping "HOP! HOP!" at them as we walked past the cages.
She was so excited when we finally found a rabbit that actually would hop in 85 degree heat!
After we sweltered in the animal stink for a while we hit up the french fries stand (Mmm Gibby's fries. Best. Food. Ever.) then headed for home.
We're considering taking her back again sometime this week before the fair closes down for the year and hopefully this time we'll remember where our camera is so that we can take photos.
But, I digress already- We took Rebecca to said fair!
We tried to go on Saturday evening, got all the way into the fairgrounds to park before we realized "Hey. The fair isn't here yet". It didn't open (partially) until Sunday. Whoops!
Take two- after a fun/tiring boat trip Sunday morning with on my brother-in-law's boat (MIKE! as Becca says) we took Rebecca to the fair. Again. This time they were even open!
The only things that were really open were the food stands and the animal portion (also known as the entire reason we went to the fair: animals for Becca. Carnie food for me. Don't judge)
She LOVED it! We took her through the cow stalls no less than 3 times. Each time we'd hit up a new animal she'd make the appropriate animal noise.
Strangely enough, her favorite of all the animals was the rabbits. She kept yelping "HOP! HOP!" at them as we walked past the cages.
She was so excited when we finally found a rabbit that actually would hop in 85 degree heat!
After we sweltered in the animal stink for a while we hit up the french fries stand (Mmm Gibby's fries. Best. Food. Ever.) then headed for home.
We're considering taking her back again sometime this week before the fair closes down for the year and hopefully this time we'll remember where our camera is so that we can take photos.
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