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Last night, as I was blogging, a sleepy Present came downstairs. He and Dimples have had runny noses all week - part of that getting back into daycare thing. Anyway, I asked him why he was out of bed and he said "MOOOOOOOM, I need some MENTHOLATUM!"At that moment in time, I knew his GG and his great, great grandma, Gowie, were both smiling down from heaven.
Thought I would fill you in on the milestones of Dimples. It is amazing how much she changes and how quickly it happens. About 2 weeks ago she learned to roll over. She laughs now too. Tonight she found her feet, and she got a taste of them. How sweet it is.
According to Piaget (thanks Mom and Dad, who funded my degree in education so I could have this bit of knowledge) The Present is in the Preoperational Phase. What does this mean exactly? It means he is trying to classify everything, and in his case I mean EVERYTHING. "What kind is it?" is a question we hear daily. "What KIND of car is it?" "What KIND of juice is it, mama?" "What KIND of shower?" "What KIND of rain?" "What KIND of Olympics?" and so on and so on. Sometimes I am really good about answering his "What kind is it?" question. "That's a Honda babe." or "Why, that's apple juice." but sometimes I don't know the answer. "I think it is a cumulus nimbus cloud, but we may have to ask Grandpa next time he is around." I never thought a toddler could make me want to look so much stuff up on the internet.At least I know he has been listening to me and soaking it all in. How do I know? Because tonight, when we sat down for dinner, he said, "Is this 2% milk mama? I like 2% milk!"
I just had to post on 08-08-08. Couldn't help myself.We are watching the start of the Summer Olympics tonight as a family. It's about time we were all together. Oh, and I started work again today. Not sure how I feel about that, but when I know, I will post.
Last night the Present and I were playing and he found his old toy phone. He proceeded to hand the phone to me and he told me to call his Aunt. I pretended to call her, and of course, she wanted to talk to him so I handed the phone back to him. He was so cute pretending to talking to her, I asked him if he wanted to use the real phone to call her. He said yes. This is what I heard on my end of the conversation. "Hiiii Aunt Smarty! What are you doing?" "JJ and I are going swimming tomorrow, do you wanna come?""That's a good idea.""I want to watch Snoopy wif you.""Oh, okay when you come over you can read me a book, oh and we can play.""Wuv you Aunt Smarty."The Present loves his Aunt Smarty.
This weekend our family decided to take a much needed "staycation." It's easy to do in our neck of the woods, lots of resorts to choose from with lots of amenities. What I realized is that at this point in our lives, vacation means something different to each one of us.
For example, QB would have loved to spend time at the Black Jack tables, and I would have too, but I didn't want to be left alone with the kids while he went off and won money. I wanted to sit by the pool, order frozen drinks from the cabana boys, and work on my tan, but Dimples, the baby, didn't like the heat. The Present wanted to hit the water slide, which required help from one of his parental units.
So what did we do? Oh you know, a little of this and a little of that. We cruised around the resort, took a boat ride to nowhere, ate some good food, ran up and down the long halls of the hotel rooms, spent some time at the pool (in the shade), watched TV, played with toy cars, and relaxed. Good time spent together as a family, and the best staycation any of us could have asked for!
My husband, QB, and I like inspirational & motivational books, video's, etc. Several months ago we watched an Oprah show with Dr. Randy Pausch who became famous for his "Last Lecture" at Carnegie Mellon University. Dr. Pausch died last week, at the young age of 47. If you haven't heard of him, you can watch it here or google him, it's worth the 10 minutes it takes to watch.
