Aw, my poor little doodle. I think I may have to tone down my story reading a tad. We were just reading Llama Llama Red Pajama, a favourite bedtime story that we started reading to Grae when she was only a couple of months old. She was laying on me enjoying each page of the story as she always does, until I read “Baby Llama cries boo-hoo!” As soon as those words came out of my mouth, she burst into tears. And I mean big, soggy, dripping-down-her-cheeks, alligator tears! I asked her if she was sad for Baby Llama and she nodded big, deliberate nods in between sobs. Poor thing. We quickly got to the part where Mama Llama wooshes upstairs (a favourite part) and by the time we got to the page where Mama kisses her baby, it was business as usual and she was kissing the book pages as she often does. She has been very into emotions lately, but hopefully her reaction was just due to tiredness…
Gracen, very pleased with the little treasures Grandma Charlotte and I found on our impromptu thrifting trip.
Costco shopping and G’s new ‘smile for Mama’ face.
Just a regular day with Miss Grae today…
Early morning antics.
Post-nap routine. Milk, snack, blanket, and quiet time.
Play dough play.
Before dinner walk.
Crackers and cheese at the park.
Frozen blueberries for dessert.
Emergency sink bath.
This afternoon, as I tidied up the kitchen, Miss G sat at her little table happily colouring and drawing. That is, until she came into the kitchen with narrowed eyes, a furrowed brow, and a serious, “Mama?” She held her pudgy little hand out to me and looked at the floor.
In my most serious mama voice, I said, “Gracen, what is this?” After a short pause, she looked up at me with bright eyes and upturned lips and proudly announced, “Star!”
How can you be upset with that? :)
Apparently Gracen’s outfit needed a little something more today… She found Papa’s winter scarf and some hideous knee highs I used to wear for crazy sock spirit days and asked for help putting them on. Very fashion forward, I must say.
Today we left the park like this… Sans pants, sans boots, and sans socks.
The reason? This irresistible mud-filled contraption. :)
Between talking and signing, Grae is a pretty awesome little communicator. But in instances like these, I wish she could tell me more. We were at home playing when she stopped, went to her room, got her fuzzy blanket, and laid it out on the floor just so. Then one-by-one, she started transferring her books from the baskets in the living room onto the blanket. She ensured that each book was fully on the blanket, and if one accidentally slid off a little bit, she’d go back and place it back on the pile until it stayed exactly where she wanted it. When the baskets in the living room were empty, she started retrieving more from the bookshelf in her room. By the end of it all, we had a mountain of books (and Sharpies) on a blanket in the middle of our house. What started this mission, I’m not sure…
A little while ago, we let Gracen try some plain stove-popped popcorn for the first time… And boy, oh boy, does she ever love it.
Apparently she also loves flinging it out of the bowl and all over the place.
Time for a smaller bowl and fewer pieces…
We were playing in Gracen’s room this morning when she discovered this.
If she pulled all of the bins out of the one side of her shelf, she could fit inside almost perfectly.
She sat inside of her new little hideout for a good long while.
She was pretty proud of her new discovery to say the least.
Celebratory crib jumping was necessary afterwards. :)
Hmmmm…. I wonder where Gracen could be…
Here she is!
A few days ago it appeared as this little fig thief was working on her own… But after walking in on this today, it’s clear that’s she’s got a partner in crime. :)
This little lady seriously cracks me up. This morning we were hanging out in the the living room. She was reading books and I was doing laundry. Suddenly, she got up and disappeared around the corner. Not a moment later, she zoomed back through the living room with her arms full and her eyes lowered to the floor. I walked into her room and turned on the light to find this. A little monkey with a snack, bowl, and mouth full of dried figs. Apparently she was hungry!