Bookshelves just for her

I’ve so enjoyed setting up spaces for Miss Leyba and all her stuff (i.e. books, wooden toys, art supplies, stuffed animals, and dress-up outfits!).

Here is one such area.

David built these shelves for Miss Leyba and then painted them with a non-toxic, no VOC milk paint in this playful turquoise (I LOVE it!).

The shelves are also super deep (and very heavy), so you can access items from both sides and we don’t need to worry about the shelves toppling.

(Believe it or not, we now have even more books crammed in there as I’ve recently discovered our thrift store sells 25ยข board books. I now stop by several times a week to pick up books. Yes, it’s become an addiction).

I had such fun arranging her things here… and now face the daily challenge of getting everything put away in its place. Luckily for me, Miss Leyba loves Helping Mama, so lately she’s been very amenable to clean up time.

Not that you can tell right now, of course. Our living room looks like a tornado flew through it.

Since I want to maintain my image as a domestic goddess (*cough*), I won’t bother to post pictures.

I’m sure you understand.

Letter to Miss Leyba: Month 19

Dear Miss Leyba,

You are growing by leaps and bounds every day. We understand almost everything that you say now and you are learning new words every day (the other day you started saying “pirate,” as in that delicious snack Pirate’s Booty not Arrr!).

You are so happy. Hysterical gigglying is a regular sound over here in our house.

At the same time, you do have your (daily) hysterical fits… usually when we need to come in from outside (regardless of whether we’ve been outside for an hour or four) or when it’s nap time (and you’d rather sing songs or name body parts in bed). We know this is normal behavior and try to just ride the wave and give you comfort when you’re done. We hear you, sweetie, we do. We just can’t do everything your way all the time. (SHOCKER!)

95% of the time you are smiley and happy. Mama is so thankful for this. Singing and dancing together is an every day activity. Your favorite song is “Sing!” though you love your Maracas Music Together cd (plus Raffi and Sharon, Lois and Bram music too). You frequently say “more!” when you want us to repeat a song (or “all done!” when the stereo has already jumped to the next song and you want to go back). Occasionally you say “again,” which we’ve been trying to encourage. You sing along with these cds and like to harmonize with us. We have so much fun together.

You are so loving and constantly give us kisses and hugs. You love to cuddle and hold hands… especially with your friends! Hand-holding and hugs during play time and kisses goodbye are playdate staples. (Sometimes your friends reciprocate and sometimes they just aren’t game; you are so kind and patient and loving regardless of their response.)

We are very social together: going to weekly playdates at the park, mama and baby yoga classes several times a week, and making regular playdates with your girl friends (especially Sadie and Matri, your special buds).

You love pretend play, especially when it involves reading aloud to us from your books or talking to friends on the phone (or calculator or computer mouse or shoe). We have several (non-functional) cell phones that are especially for you and you like to carry them around and bring on outings.

You think driving the car is simply divine.

Watering the garden is a regular activity that you adore. Occasionally you let me hold the hose with you. Most of the time I have to direct you about which plant needs more water (or less! You are so enthusiastic!). More often than not you “faux water” the garden with the hose turned off…. (more pretend play!)

You pretend to be a train (“Chug-a-chug-a-chug-a CHOO CHOO!” with hand motions!), like giving high fives, and playing patty-cake. You walk up and down the stairs on your own. You dress yourself every day. You love to keep me company in the kitchen while I cook and helping out (tearing greens, cutting cheese with a butter knife, pulling off the stems of cherry tomatoes or grapes).

You enjoy visiting with our neighbors, patting dogs and cats (“pat pat!”), and picking blackberries from the bushes on the street. We take walks up and down the street, sometimes with your tricycle, sometimes with your push cart, sometimes with an item you have latched on to (yesterday: sunscreen container). We like to blow dandelions or watch ants or open seed pods. You know where grapes grow wild by the street and insist we stop and pick some when we walk by.

When you want to go outside, you find and put on your shoes, pick out a hat, start putting on sunscreen and wait for me by the door. Sometimes you get impatient with me and come over to grab my hand; you then lead me to the door and say “Mama! Open door!” Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn’t. We are so glad that you love being outside so much. You are our nature girl.

I could go on and on with stories about you… but I’ve written a lot and you are going to wake up from your nap any minute now (you’ve slept for over 2 hours already!).

I love you, peanut, so very much. You and Daddy are the loves of my life.

Love,
Mama

Pretty girl in her party dress

We went to a fantastic kids birthday party and barbecue on Sunday with our playgroup buddies. David, Miss Leyba and I had such fun being social with our friends.

We took many (mostly blurry) photos and movies, but these few are my favorite.

First, check out this sad face:

Miss Leyba collided with her friend Aimee, who immediately burst out in tears, while Miss Leyba put on a brave face. She very rarely cries in public (especially in front of her friends!). Instead she makes this face and looks to David or I for a comforting hug while she tries not to cry.

This is the first time I’ve gotten a picture of this facial expression. I was in the middle of snapping photos and David was there to comfort her, so instead of having to rush in and give her support, I got to take this photo. Of course, I couldn’t resist posting it. So darn cute, my stoic daughter.

Soon thereafter she was back to her normal cheerful self:

It took about two hours for her to finally get up the nerve to leave Dad’s side to play in the jumpy room (with him nearby, of course!) and go down this awesome slide:


Video: Party fun from Carrie on Vimeo.

She did this over and over again. Over and over. David is such a trooper. I so had the easy job, cheering her on and helping her climb off the slide at the bottom.

By the way, I have no idea what she’s shouting at the end of the video, despite normally understanding almost everything she says nowadays. All I can say is “that is one excited girl!”

Join us for a walk on our street

Sometimes she rides her tricycle, but more often she pushes it. (Fine by me; I am all about Miss Leyba wearing herself out running around.)


Video: Push that trike! from Carrie on Vimeo.

I love this movie for the very cute “oh no!” in the middle of it (about 1 minute in) when her trike gets stuck.

By the way she picked out her clothes and accessorized herself. Love that rockin’ headband! And evidently warm furry boots are perfect for cloudy days no matter how hot it is outside. This is Northern California and there are fashion standards to be maintained, after all.