December 28, 2015 | This was one of those silly little things that I was SURE to write down when it happened. I actually sent myself an e-mail with the subject line “E pretended to be a cat”. Her imagination is just so…much…fun. The kitchen has been hilarious as she ‘cuts’ the fruit and prepares D and I endless amount of eggs. But we were at home and she was in the guest bathroom crawling around on the floor. Meowing. I even asked “Are you a kitty!?” and she said “YES!” and continued to meow!
Now for the totally unrelated photos…
December 8, 2015 | There was a loud THUD, followed by some more urgent crying than usual. I walked into E’s dark room towards the crib, but heard the crying at my feet vs. in the bed. Imagine my surprise to find her standing on the floor, with a large bump on her forehead!? The day had arrived that she climbed out to freedom, but I think it was traumatic enough that she didn’t attempt it again. Just in case, I ordered the rail that night to add to her crib, thinking we would wait and see what happened. Well, my dearest decided this night that he would install the rail while I was with a client downstairs…imagine my surprise. Were we ready for this?! But so far we are over a week into this new adventure, and she’s done awesome. Naps are a little more challenging (she’d rather get out and play then nap) but overnights are good. Except when it is time to get up, we are waiting to hear talking and instead hear her door rattling and the doorknob making scary-sounds. It’s so creepy!
November 16, 2015 | What? You’re saying there’s hope?!? I had to write this down while it was fresh, because it was pretty awesome. We’ve always known that E is pretty rough-&-tumble (which a total cliche term, but it works), and worried that empathy just wasn’t a part of her brain. But on this particular day, a Monday which means she was home with me, we were playing in the basement. After going over colors, and stacking blocks, I made a pretty tall tower from her blocks. She immediately came over and kicked it all down as fast as possible. I looked at her and made a super-sad face, even “cried” a little just to see what she would do. Imagine my shock when she gathered as many blocks as she could carry and brought them to me. After placing them in my lap, she gave me a hug and looked at my face shouting “HAPPY!!” Yes, there is a little bit of caring in there!