3 month old Baby Boy recently started rolling over from back to tummy, hasn’t figured out the whole tummy to back part yet, and he still tends to get his arm stuck underneath him when rolling, which infuriates him. He is very strong, and scared me recently by pulling a pillow across the bed towards him during nap time. (Pillows are now kept far away from him when sleeping!) He is also very vocal. He talks and talks when you encourage him a bit, he even talks while nursing (which makes for some milky bubbly conversations). I have no idea what he’s rambling about, but it must be something nice because he never stops smiling. I think he is the smiliest baby I’ve ever had. He will get upset when I’m out of his line of vision and the minute I come over and say hi to him he is beaming ear to ear.
Almost 2 year old Ms Pooky’s vocabulary is growing by leaps and bounds. Whenever she is upset, or doesn’t want to do something, she will pout and say “don’t like that game!” When passing the lama’s at the zoo she pointed and said “Look! 3 lamas!” which surprised me since I didn’t know that she knew what they were called. She is still nursing (she calls it “umdoo”) and this is the longest I have ever nursed any of my babies. It has been challenging in some ways, because I often feel very touched out, but it’s mostly been going very well. All of my children have pretended to nurse their stuffed animals and dolls, but this is the first time I’ve seen a child pretend that the animals and dollies are nursing each other. It’s pretty entertaining to overhear the toy cow and horse from the barn requesting “umdoo” from the stuffed tiger.
From the lips of 4 year old Ms Action:
“I went to Kenya where there are lots of plants and animals and tape, and I got some big tape there.” (Not sure where she go this one. I don’t recall talking about Kenya, or tape for that matter.)
“Goliath killed Jesus. But it was OK because Jesus came back to life and then he told Goliath not to hurt people anymore.” (I wish honey.)
“Soon I will be big enough for school! I will go to school and learn about unicorns and princesses. And maybe the teacher will have stickers, I hope she will have stickers. And maybe there will be toys too. And sometimes I will get to be first, and sometimes I won’t get to be first, but that’s OK, because other people will get to be first instead.” (She came up with that all on her own. Really makes me hope that her kindergarten teacher is friendly.)
“Mom, a long time ago, like 25 years ago, I had a different mommy. And she was very tall, and she had a beautiful dress… and a carrot.” (I’m pretty short, and I hardly ever wear dresses. But I do love carrots, so that that sounds OK.)