I feel like we’ve been sick all winter.
David reminds me that we were sick all last winter too.
Ah, building a toddler immune system. It’s tough on all of us, but worth it in the end.
Besides, sometimes it’s really nice to have an excuse to drink smoothies in Mommy and Daddy’s bed and watch a little Sesame Street.
Speaking of being sick, have you read A Sick Day for Amos McGee
I think we all need to have special friends to come cheer us up when we’re feeling down.
When we visit our local thrift store, I always check their kitchen section for stainless steel platters, tea pots and creamers for the little miss.
Paired with BPA-free tea cups made from recycled milk jugs
Mama and daughter both love (decaf) Engligh Breakfast tea with milk. We take such joy in sharing a pot of tea together, our morning ritual.
A thrift store score!
Yesterday I wrote about our daughter’s Very Hungry Caterpillar obsession. Today I want to share an in-progress art project that she spearheaded: her Very Own Hungry Caterpillar Board Book.
The blank board book is from Bare Books. The clip art comes from the The Very Hungry Caterpillar Activity Pad
Three years later and she still loves Eric Carle’s classic The Very Hungry Caterpillar
February 2008
August 2009 (playing with Matthieu and Christina who brought us the French version with them from France)
October 2009 (reading the Pop-Up version with Alexis)
May 2010 (reading the French version with Alice)
December 2010 (reading the German version with Diane, a present toted from Germany for us)
January 2010 (reading the French version with Natalia)
“Reading” us her version of the book
Typing her letters (with the computer on her lap!) and looking like she’s three years old going on thirteen… Kids these days!
She loves her new room. What might have been a difficult transition turned out to incredibly smooth and easy because she directed (asked for!) this change. She’s sleeping in her own bed entirely by herself (from 6pm to 5am last night!).
The only shakeup has been the bedtime routine, which has been throwing mama for a loop this week. Settling down and being calm before bed has become impossible. I have high hopes that as her room becomes more familiar (and, dare I say, boring!) we’ll return to our easy, relaxed bedtime routine.
I keep telling myself that next week will be better. And, if not next week, then definitely the week after that. Ah, eternal optimism.
