June 29, 2005
Rocks
I was feeding Reagan today when I started hearing really loud crashing sounds. I followed the bangs and found Syd rearranging the rocks in my coffee table centerpice. I have to say they do look aligned very professionally. The banging was the sound of her then throwing them back into the ceramic plate or onto the glass tabletop. Oh well, no harm done.
June 24, 2005
Wus Up, Punk!
We got Syd this new outfit at the Nike outlet. Here we are trying to get her to do her best little miss bad ass pose.
But, she said she would rather be a good punk kid.
June 23, 2005
Lunch Date
Krista, or “the kid” as Sydney calls her, came over to play today. It was a fun packed morning of play in the basement, bedroom, a little cartoon watching and even a luncheon. Sydney had an absolute blast and bawled when the kid went home. Syd is a little show off in front of kids now. She even has her fake laugh down to make the kids think they are the most entertaining person she ever has met. She cries for the kids to come over every day but it seems most are a little too old around here to be entertained too long by a two year old. Breaks her heart when they can’t play.
Time to Feed the Baby
I know many of you didn’t believe it so here is a photo. Baby Baa was hungry so time for NeNe to feed the baby. Notice the towell in her hand. After the baby is done eating she yells, “Oh no, my milk splashed”, and wipes herself down. It is always quite the crisis to spill the milk.
June 16, 2005
Chipmunk
Sydney has been changing so fast these last few weeks. Her vocabulary is growing like crazy. This kid is a sponge, picking up everything she can. She now knows most of the colors, and loves telling you what color everything is ALL DAY. She can count to 10, but skips 4 & 7. “Let’s count the guys” is a constant phrase out of her mouth. She now has the Grandma’s names down pat. Nana equals G. Fuller. Grammy equals G. Coburn. Ye-Ye equals G. Hakes…yep she is still the lady. Guess that’s what you get for being the first Grandma to visit. We will have to work on a new name for her. Her play is also changing. She is into pretend play most of the time now. Pretend tea parties, pretend baby care for her dolls, dress-up, sweeping her playhouse, pretend breastfeeding her babies, etc. Yep, breastfeeding her dolls! She calls it Ne-Ne’s milk, as opposed to Mama’s milk for Reagan.
Unfortunately, she is also getting very stubborn at moments. Syd has been hitting poor Reagan on the noggin when she is getting too much attention from Mama. So hard that it takes Mama 3-4 minutes to stop Rea’s crying. Daddy has taken on the disciplinarian role so most of the time she will not speak to her Daddy. Spanking does not work. We hit Syd for hitting Reagan, and then yell at her to not to hit people. So we just get yelled at for hitting as well. Makes sense unfortunately. Now its straight to bed for hitting. This seems to be her ultimate punishment so a threat of going to bed seems to be doing the trick at the moment.
The new thing to do seems to be hidding food in your cheeks like a chipmunk. She can store food in her cheeks for an easy hour after dinner. She is very sly with this as well. She speaks very clearly and plays like normal, all the while with her winter storage hidden from Mom and Dad. We only notice it when she finally starts choking on the food. Usually because she is crying about something. Then getting her to spit out the food is a huge fight in itself. She is storing it there for some reason and not willing to give it up. See the pics yourself. In this case, she is storing some cherries. These were held through bathtime and teeth brushing. Daddy finally got them out when she started choking from crying because she did not want to put her diaper on.
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June 12, 2005
Pool Time
We had promised to take Sydney to the lake this weekend but it keeps raining so that is a no go. How about the indoor pool at the rec center?
Too much fun equals a tired kid!
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June 3, 2005
My Feet
The girls had some photos taken last month to celebrate Sydney’s 2nd birthday and Reagan’s first month. For you old schoolers, we mailed out some of the hard copies of the pictures the other day. Should be receiving them today. However, we didn’t get prints of all the shots but we do have digitals of them. So I will leak 1 a day onto the web site. If you see any you like, let us know and I can email you the full size version and you can print it yourself if you like.
We start with the artistic feet shot.
Wash The Guys
Sydney has a slight fascination with water. She likes to wash her hands at the sink. Mom got her a Dora stool to stand on.
Now, the new thing today was to create a “tub” to wash her “guys”. Guys is the random word used to identify sets of things she carries around that day — stickers, figurines, jelly stars, etc.
So today, Sydney decided to wash the guys in the tub. She is still in there right now washing them while I try and type this up.
Later, she started using her “hit” to scoop them up to dry them off before washing them again. What’s the hit? That lacrosse stick thing. She got it in a Happy Meal thing. However, it got its name because Mom had to keep yelling at Sydney, “No hit!”. This was when Sydney was running around hitting Mom, dogs, cats, etc. with the hit — very hard!
June 2, 2005
Gymnastics Is Over
Today was the last day of Sydney’s first year of gymnastics. She started class last September with Mom. When Mom found out she was pregnant with Reagan, she asked me to take over so she wouldn’t have morning sickness during class. The first few class were painful — herding cats comes to mind. Then as I started learning how to encourage Sydney and show her how to do things, she started learning. My usual technique was to do the move myself and act like it was really hard and make lots of sounds, usually grunts.
Mom even came back today to class to see how Sydney had progressed over the past few months!
Now suddenly, class is over for the summer. Sydney will get to move on to a bigger kids class where the parents do not have to attend on the floor with the kid. That is bittersweet. It was so fun to have something for Sydney and I to do together that helped her learn, grow, and get stronger. It was a great experience. Boo Hoo…How about a bunch of pictures?
