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Here are some recent quotes from the girls:
Becky in bath to her Ronald McDonald toy: “No, Ronald, don’t pee. You need a diaper.” (At least my never-ending admonishments to refrain from peeing in the bathtub aren’t being entirely ignored).
Becky, pointing to a woman walking by us at the mall: “I see a mommy walking.” Me: “How do you know she’s a mommy?” Becky: “She has ears.”
Daddy to Susie after she recited a Bible verse: “Susie, how did you get to be so smart?” Susie: “Um…I’m cute.” Nothing like technology (in this case, Maria’s iPad) to bring folks together!
The following pictures may not look all that special, but believe me, I captured a rare moment in these frames. I had been doing something in the kitchen when I realized all was quiet in the family room. I walked over to investigate, and instead of finding the silent chaos I expected, I saw Susie sitting beside the coffee table and Becky rummaging through a toy box.
While Susie contentedly played with a few toys on the table, Becky selected another toy, brought it over to her sister and placed it lovingly before her. Finally noticing my presence, Becky looked up and proudly reported, “I share with Suey!” After recovering from the shock of witnessing my girls voluntarily sharing and playing together, I heartily congratulated them on their good behavior and watched as Becky repeatedly made the trek back to the toy box and, one by one, brought Susie the contents until the box was empty. Of course, this brief utopian interlude didn’t last too long once Becky realized she was out of toys and now her sister had them all and was unwilling to return the favor, but I was more than happy to referee the ensuing conflict. I just kept thinking to myself, “My girls are growing up!”
Some people are fair-weather friends; I am a fair-weather outdoorsman. That is, I don’t go outdoors unless there is fair weather. As soon as the temperatures dip down into shiver-inducing realms, I find myself reluctant to step outside unless I’m strictly dashing from a car into a building. Maybe that’s because I was born a California girl, maybe it’s just because I’m a wimp. But I can’t say the same about my girls. Yesterday, we had returned home from the store on a wet and chilly day and I was unloading the groceries as quickly as I could so I could retreat to the warmth of our house. However, my plans were derailed when the girls re-discovered their toy ATVs that I had stashed in a corner of the garage (figuring our outdoor playing days were over for the season) and decided it was the perfect weather for driving around the yard. I was about to scold them for their insensitivity to the obviously inclement conditions, when I realized they weren’t shivering. They were having a ball. So I stood there, laughing, and watched them play. They were zooming around the driveway like they had just been released from a month-long jail sentence. I guess that’s what winter in New England sometimes feels like to me – an imprisonment. But I’m thinking that perhaps the imprisonment is much of my own making, by my hesitation to throw on an extra layer of clothing and just get outside for some fresh air. And maybe, just maybe, thanks to the initiative of my children (and some good old-fashioned cabin fever), you’ll catch me actually enjoying some less-than-fair weather this season.
What’s even better than a trampoline? An indulgent daddy!
These big guys are normally rather camera-shy, but it’s nice to know I can count on them saying “cheese” for the sake of the little girls!
We’re so excited that our friend Gabe came back up to Connecticut for the weekend for a quick visit. The girls have their playmate back!
Whomever decided to wrap baby cheeses like individual presents…
…is a genius.
I took the girls to their first storytime at the local library today. We met up with my friend Julie and her daughter Charlotte, who was kind enough to keep the girls company amongst all the new faces. Here they are enjoying their snack (which is the apparently best part of storytime, if you didn’t already know!):
Afterwards, we took the girls into the main part of the library so they could flip through books while Julie and I talked. Of course, Julie and I ended up doing more reading than conversing, but we still had a great time together!
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