Monday, October 31, 2011

More Cute Stuff I Don't Want to Forget

All the cute things are piling up, one on top of the other. If I had enough time to journal every day, I'd be writing them all down. Alas, I must pilfer time from paper-grading in order to record these most important little moments of life.

- GG and Paw Paw (my parents) visited yesterday and last night. As we finished eating dinner last night, Anne started yelling, "Up! Up!" (Which is her way of saying she wants to be excused.) "Anne, say 'Up, please,'" I corrected her. So she said, "Up, please." And then I added, "Up, please, Mommy," and she said, "Up, please ..." and then, after looking at my mom, "Up, please, GG!"

- I made cookies last night. My parents must think I make cookies all the time, because I always make them when they visit. Thing is, the only time I have time to make them is when they visit. Anyway, Anne has a cookie at 9:00 last night, and then she wanted another one. I didn't want her to have too much sugar, but I finally relented and gave her one, saying, "Now, you need to share that with Paw Paw." She put that cookie in her mouth, started to walk toward Paw Paw in the living room, and then cut away and sprinted to her room. She wanted the cookie for herself!

- She can now climb the chair into her booster seat. Not that we let her do that, of course,

- She and I have a "little steps, big steps" walk that we do. I'll yell, "Little steps!" and we suddenly both start taking tiny little steps. Then I'll yell "Big steps!" and we kick our legs out to make big steps. Then I'll yell "Little steps!" again, and we go back to the little steps. It's a fun game, and we both love it.

- Last night when I was eating a chocolate-chip cookie, Anne pointed to my mouth and said, "Mommy! Chocolate teeth!"

- Speaking of teeth, she loves to brush her teeth. Sometimes she'll brush them two or three times in a row.

- Her toothpaste has the character "Little Bear" on the tube. I love hearing her say "Little Bear." It sounds something like, "Lidduh Beaw."

- Last night we had soup for dinner. It had pasta shells in it. My dad made up the word "Pasta-poosta," and Anne repeated it. It was so cute, so we laughed, so she repeated it. Again and again. "Pasta-poosta!"

- We'll get into these "yes-no-yes-no" conversations. For example, I'll say, "Anne, finish your green beans," and she'll say, "No." I'll say, "Yes," and then she'll say "No." Etc. After six or eight yes-no-yes-no's, I'll spring a "No" on her. She stops and looks quizzically at me. But she doesn't get tricked into saying "Yes"!

- She loves to play the piano. She loves music. I love this.

- She's actually starting to look like me, after almost two years of looking just like her daddy. It's amazing what a little bit of hair will do!

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Sweet Girl at Ella's Birthday Party

This weekend, we celebrated Anne's cousin Ella's birthday party. Ella will be three next week. Anne had a great time. She loves her cousin, her Aunt Megan, and her Uncle Stephen!



Thanks to Ella's paternal grandparents (B and Pop Pop) for this sweet picture!

Friday, October 21, 2011

Time

For the last couple of weeks, I've kept a very detailed spreadsheet showing how I spend my time, measured in 15-minute-increments.

As I looked at the pie chart showing how my time was divided between my four primary modes (work, sleep, "mommy"/family time, and "personal" time), I yawned and thought, "I'll sure be glad when December is over."

I won't give you the number of hours each slice of the pie represents,
but I will tell you that "personal time" got four whole hours this week.


I'm loving life, but I sure am tired. And if you're waiting for me to e-mail or call you ... well, you know why I've been behind in any and all social correspondence for the past six months.

I'm ready for December 12 (the last day of the fall semester) and December 31 (the last day of development season at work) to get here!

Tuesday, October 18, 2011

Cute Anne Things


Just jotting these down so I won't forget them ...

- She loves to help me cook and bake. I let her add all the ingredients, and she likes to watch everything combine in the stand mixer. I let her smell the spices as I use them. Fortunately, she hasn't suddenly sneezed at the precise moment the spice bottle is in front of her nose.

- She did ruin one bottle of parsley flakes. Instead of sprinkling it daintily onto the raw tilapia, she played Whack-A-Fish with it. Fortunately, we were almost out of parsley flakes anyway.

- When we eat dinner, she'll hold a spoon of her food out to me and say, "Mommy hungry?"

- She spoke her first five-word sentence (that we know of) a few days ago: "I like more yogurt, please."

- She is so over Elmo. She is so over Peppa Pig. She's all about Mary Poppins now. This is one I hope she doesn't outgrow. I've certainly never outgrown it.

- She loves, loves, loves to dance. Her favorite dance partner is Froggy. Her favorite dance move is the old twirl-till-you-fall-down number.

- She is crazy about her grandparents, GG and Paw Paw. Her first four-word sentence was a few weeks ago: "GG have more cauliflower."

- Her taste in food is nothing like mine. She eschews most sweets and would rather munch on a raw onion or celery stalk than on a candy bar. (Let's hope she stays this way!)

- She's not a complete health nut. She loves butter and would eat it by the stick if we let her.

- She loves jelly, too. If we give her jelly toast, she licks all the jelly off, and then hands us back the toast, asking for "more."

- We definitely have a little extrovert on our hands. Weird to think an extrovert could come from my loins. She definitely gets that from her daddy.

- She's started to sing! She's always loved music, but she's actually trying to sing now, and it's so cute! She does a decent "Do, re, mi, fa," and can sing the "oh-oh-oh-oh" between verses in "Alouette." (And she is so cute when she points to her mouth and says, "la bouche"!)

- On Oct. 6, she and I went to the store to get her Uncle Ghent a birthday card. She picked one out for him. It was a cute card, with a picture of a cat who looked like our Beau on the cover. When we got home, I did as I often do with birthday cards: I put it on the table and promptly forgot about it. A week and a half later, Anne said she wanted to call her Uncle Ghent (which was odd because, of all the people in my family, she sees/knows him the least). When he picked up the phone, she said, "Birthday card!" She ran to the table, where the birthday card was still sitting. So, we mailed him his birthday card. A week or so late.

- It is so cute to hear her say certain words and phrases. "Alouette" is one, and so is "cauliflower." And "alligator." And "chocolate cake." And "pretty please," as well as "please, mommy."

- Speaking of "mommy," I think she says this word an average of 270 times every five minutes.

- She adores her almost-three-year-old cousin Ella. Anne's first spontaneous "I love you" was to her last week.

- Anne is so unbelievably friendly. She says "hi" to everyone. And if a child is crying or otherwise looks unhappy, she offers her Froggy to the child. As if, since Froggy always makes her feel better, he must have the same effect on others!

And now? For an update on me? Shall we use bullet points on this one as well?

- I'm buried. Buried in school work and buried in tech writing work, so deep that I hardly know which way is up.

- I seem physically and mentally incapable of uttering the words, "Not now, sweetie, Mommy's busy working." If I'm grading papers and Anne wants to dance to "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious," well, by golly, I'm going to dance.

I have a class to teach at 8:00, eight hours of tech writing after that, and 18 papers to grade before noon tomorrow. Yeah, it'll all get done.

Unless Anne wants to dance.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Those Three Words

Today, Anne told me "I love you."

Unprompted.

For the first time.

I didn't cry, but I did feel like my heart was going to burst.

Her daddy and I are so blessed.