Book blogging and pony blogging and meme-tasticness...it's all well and good but what, pray tell, what about the children? Won't somebody think of the children?!
The kids are good. They're great, even. We've still been doing fun stuff every week, and when we're home they play together and it's fantastic. Here are some recent snippets.
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We got some paperwork in the mail this past weekend for Soren's preschool. It was kind of funny; it was one of those "I am such a MOM" moments, receiving something addressed to "The Parents of Soren J." (I speak for myself, but I suspect Tom felt a similar sense of parentality, as it were.) Anyway. We hadn't really said much to Soren about starting "real" preschool in the fall, so when the paperwork arrived and he asked what it was, I told him. At first he wanted nothing to do with the idea ("No, I want to do preschool like before, when my friends come over to my house.") but it didn't take long at all for him to come around. Amongst the paperwork we received was his class assignment. (I'll stop short of actually writing said assignment on the interwebs, but all the classes have cute little names like Little Champs and Puppy Pals and Splashing Seacows. I'll call Soren's class the Tiny Dancers.) So, that came in the mail on Saturday. Every day since, the lad's been asking it it's time to go to Tiny Dancers class yet. He is quite dismayed to be told, yet again, that he's still got a couple of months to wait. And I'm sure he'll go back and forth a bit about whether or not he's excited about it, but for now I'm just glad he seems to be in favor.
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In the past month or so, Eleri's vocabulary has expanded rapidly. She has a sizable number of words in common use, and she will mimic just about anything after a few repetitions. I'm not saying she'll mimic it correctly, but she will certainly try. ;) I especially love that her version of "thank you" can vary pretty widely depending on her mood and enthusiasm, a polite "key cue," to a broad grin and shouted "ka-cow!" Her brother is "So-wen" and her favorite fruit is an "amana." And she is not afraid to shout, "Wee-oh! No! Go way!" if Leo tries to steal her lunch (when she's not feeding it to him directly, that is). She's starting to try to sing the ABCs and the Itsy Bitsy Spider, and she can identify a bunch of body parts (nose, eye, mouth, teeth, ears, hair/head, cheeks, chin, arm, armpit, hand, fingers, toes, knee, nipple, and of course, beebo/belly button). Often if you ask her to locate her belly button, she'll lift up her shirt, squeeze her eyes shut tight, point and squeal "Bee-BO!" in the highest pitched voice she can manage. Which sounds kind of weird but is one of the most hilarious things I've ever seen.
She delights in games, pretending to spray people with a water hose or threatening with "a-caw" ("the Claw" from the movie Liar Liar). She's also becoming quite possessive of things, toys and such, grabbing and declaring "Mine, mine, MINE!" It's hard not to laugh, because of course we want to teach her to share but oh my goodness it's funny.
Less funny are the breakdowns when she doesn't get her way, the flopping down and sobbing over the tiniest little perceived transgression. But I recall clearly this phase with Soren, and I know it will pass, as she gets used to things like boundaries and not getting her way every time.
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Soren still loves playing firefighter. He's always got a fire to put out somewhere or a victim to rescue. He's such a fan, in fact, that 'fire' and 'emergency' are two of the words that he can recognize by sight.
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I really need to teach Eleri that no means no. A lot of our exchanges these days go something like this.
S: Would you like some food?
S: Are you hungry?
S: Would you like a string cheese?
S: Would you like a banana?
S: Are you thirsty?
E: FOOOOOOOD! *cries, flinging herself at the kitchen door*
And then when I finally do get her a snack and she's all grinny with grateful "kay-cue!"s, I make a point of saying, "Yes, you were hungry. Yes, you did want food. Yes, you're very happy to have that string cheese." It hasn't seemed to stick yet though. She's a goof.
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We met some friends yesterday for lunch and a trip to the Air & Space Museum. Lunch was at a Japanese restaurant, and while Soren did a pretty decent job on his sushi and teriyaki chicken (he was almost too distracted by the chopsticks to get much eating done), Eleri was a rockstar. She ate the hell out of the bean sprout salad and was almost maniacal in her enthusiasm for the miso soup. She tried seaweed salad and fish and egg. Crab and shrimp were tried but emphatically rejected. It's pretty funny; most of the time she doesn't hesitate to just open up her mouth when food is offered, so when she encounters something she doesn't like, she is not shy about getting rid of it right quick. Hehe.