Thursday, February 21, 2008

Sweet Sophie

This beautiful happy little girl is Sophie. She turns 10 months old today and is celebrating with her brand new - and equally happy - parents, whom she met four days ago. Congratulations Sophie and have a safe trip home from China. I can't wait to meet you, sweet girl.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Just Another Monday Night At Our House

Have I mentioned that potty training hasn't been going according to plan?

Everyone's A Critic

Last night with my girls asleep in their rooms and my husband happily snoring away on the couch I decided to tidy up the family room. This means I spent thirty minutes crawling around on my hands and knees collecting a gazillion little toys and blocks and puzzle pieces and books and putting them in their respective containers, finding a disturbing number of discarded snacks along the way. Afterward I looked around, satisfied that I could wait to run the vacuum until the household was awake again.

This morning I pointed out to the girls that Mommy had picked up their toys for them, didn't it look clean? Anna's answer: "No, there are still lots of yucky things on the carpet. See Mommy?"

Sigh. Yes, I see.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Play Time

Mr. Potato Head gave Rachel fits today. She doesn't push the parts in hard enough to be secure and her response when it falls to pieces is typical two-year-old - she shrieks with outrage at the toy's brazen refusal to bend to her will. Well what would you do?

Anna's toddler-related control behavior is slightly different although now that I think about it, there is also shrieking involved. My sweet cuddly three-year-old has lately demonstrated a distinct gift for giving orders. Instead of building a fort she will stand on the chair and demand that I place the pillows and blankets just so. If her vision is not fully realized she emits a sound that has seriously caused wallpaper to peel to the floor. That actually happened. Ok fine, the cat did that, but the screaming did not help.

There are three activities that my girls can agree on. Play-Doh has lately become Mommy's Little Helper. (Other items that have previously held this title are the Fisher Price Baby Papasan swing, Baby Einstein's Baby Galileo video, and wine. For Mommy, not for baby.) Their latest set came with super dull plastic scissors and Anna pretty much thinks that's the coolest thing ever. She smashes up whatever pretty color suits her fancy and then spends twenty minutes cutting this massive blob into thousands of tiny pieces that then find a semi-permanent home in our carpet. Rachel tries very hard to recreate the little bears that Daddy made the first night we opened up the kit.

Stickers are another favorite. Totally random, any stickers with any pictures on them will keep these kids busy until there is no more functioning adhesive in the room. They will stick them to paper, cards, clothing and body parts. For some reason this is just endlessly amusing.

And finally, my girls enthusiastically participate in the super exciting game of Questioning Mommy. So many questions. All beginning with the word "Mommy." Mommy, what are you doing? Mommy, what are you talking about? Mommy, what's that smell? You get the picture. SO. MUCH. FUN.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Psychedelic Play-Doh Bears

We got the girls a huge Play-Doh set for Valentine's Day. Dan - who doesn't get to do this very often (read: has a full time job) - enjoyed himself immensely.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

I Am Not Even Exaggerating

Rachel's latest response to my singing for any reason is a look of horror and a loud outraged scream. "Be quiet Mommy!" she commands, then remembers to add: "Please."

Friday, February 08, 2008

Another Reason Dan Is Not Sorry He Has Girls

Yesterday when Dan walked into the family room Rachel rushed to him and wrapped herself around his jean-clad leg. "Dah-Dee heesim!" Dan looked to me for a quick translation. Daddy handsome.

Thursday, February 07, 2008

Anna's Whale Picture

Lately Anna has taken to drawing the same picture - with the occasional variation - over and over again on her Dora magna-doodle-thingy. For the record she refers to this toy as her Game. Rachel being the second child has a smaller, cheaper, lesser version that is shaped like a heart and is not adorned with a Nick Jr. character. That one is Rachel's Game. But I digress. Anna's picture involves a whale, an ocean for the whale and a sun. I enjoy this drawing because she never asked anyone to draw a whale for her, she just up and did it herself one day and I love the smile she gets on her face when she is proud of herself.

Monday, February 04, 2008

Sometimes I Think She Really Is A Princess

Anna is obsessed with all things princess. Anything pink, frilly, or shiny is of endless interest to her. The sight of a dancer on a tv competition show for instance, or a bride, will cause Anna to stop whatever she is doing and gasp with reverence and announce to everyone in the room that "she's a princess!" Sometimes when she is acting up we have an exchange similar to the following:

Me: Anna, please stop jumping on the couch.
Anna: But Mommy, I'm a princess.

Last night she surveyed an assortment of crackers arranged on a plate before her and excitedly chose a multi-grain seeded one. Because, she explained, it had sparkles.