As I work one day a week, Sabrina gets to go to day care. At day care, they learn songs with their actions. I first realized she knew things neither Zane nor I had taught her when she made an itsy bitsy spider while I was singing the song. Not too long afterward, she made popcorn and twinkle-twinkling stars.
My favorite, though, happened a couple of days ago. Sabrina was casually walking around saying "hap-pee" and clapping her hands together. Easy! If you're happy and you know it! Now if I can just figure out the one where she puts her hands over her eyes...
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Kee-kees
Sabrina has been really into blankets lately (aka kee-kees, which unfortunately also means "monkey" and "binkie"). The other day I heard her awake after a nap and went in to find her sitting bolt upright in bed with her blanket over her head.
She also pulls down the dishtowels from the oven handle and uses them to cover either herself (night-ight!), her doll, or various other "babies" like the stuffed lizard or the US Open bear. SSS-sss, she'll tell them as she pats their backs--or rather, as she pounds their backs. Night-ight. Then she lays them down and covers them up. Such a good mama to the baby lizard.
She also pulls down the dishtowels from the oven handle and uses them to cover either herself (night-ight!), her doll, or various other "babies" like the stuffed lizard or the US Open bear. SSS-sss, she'll tell them as she pats their backs--or rather, as she pounds their backs. Night-ight. Then she lays them down and covers them up. Such a good mama to the baby lizard.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Amusing things Tiny has Done
It's been a while since I posted, but here are a few funny things (at least, they're funny NOW) that Sabrina has done.
1. I was changing her diaper, and she wanted to get "dOWn" from the table. I thought, "well, it will get her dry which is good, no diaper rash, blah blah blah." You know where this is going, right? EVERYONE knows where this is going. She walked over to her closet, stopped, and peed all over the hardwood floor. I can be grateful for two things; a) it was only pee, and b) it was not on carpet.
2. Today were were playing "I'm gonna get you" or "chi-choo," as Sabrina calls it. She was looking at me and ran smack into the couch, bounced off it, and fell flat on her back. I was laughing as I comforted her shocked little self.
3. Tiny can now do the actions to Itsy Bitsy Spider and Popcorn. When I finish singing she says, "Yay (accompanied by clapping)! Mow, mow (more)?" I have sung actions songs A LOT lately.
1. I was changing her diaper, and she wanted to get "dOWn" from the table. I thought, "well, it will get her dry which is good, no diaper rash, blah blah blah." You know where this is going, right? EVERYONE knows where this is going. She walked over to her closet, stopped, and peed all over the hardwood floor. I can be grateful for two things; a) it was only pee, and b) it was not on carpet.
2. Today were were playing "I'm gonna get you" or "chi-choo," as Sabrina calls it. She was looking at me and ran smack into the couch, bounced off it, and fell flat on her back. I was laughing as I comforted her shocked little self.
3. Tiny can now do the actions to Itsy Bitsy Spider and Popcorn. When I finish singing she says, "Yay (accompanied by clapping)! Mow, mow (more)?" I have sung actions songs A LOT lately.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Happy Birthday Benn!
So, it's Benn's birthday today. Here are a few random memories that I'm sure Freud would find interesting.
* We would play boat together and with friends where we were on a boat (usually a blanket) and were orphans and had to deal with stuff like pirates. We always prevailed.
* Benn's play name whenever we played boat was Jeffery.
* We also played town downstairs with Chris and Maren, who were brother and sister also. Maren and I had businesses like fetching food from upstairs. If someone ran out of money, we would just make more. Just like the US government!
* On Friday nights we would sleep somewhere in sleeping bags, often under the swamp cooler in the summer. Closets were another favorite sleeping spot.
* On Christmas Eve, we would sleep in the same room. We would take the bed apart and one would sleep on the mattress and the other on the box springs. This was a really stupid idea.
* Dad sometimes ran the 24-second clock for the Jazz, and we occasionally benefited with tickets. Good seats, too, like on row 25 behind a basket. Dad would bring us the stat sheets at half time and it was awesome. Except the time that grouchy guy sat next to us and got mad at us during the "we will rock you" part. Overall, though? Awesome.
So happy birthday little brother! May your children have as many fabulous memories of each other as I have with you!
* We would play boat together and with friends where we were on a boat (usually a blanket) and were orphans and had to deal with stuff like pirates. We always prevailed.
* Benn's play name whenever we played boat was Jeffery.
* We also played town downstairs with Chris and Maren, who were brother and sister also. Maren and I had businesses like fetching food from upstairs. If someone ran out of money, we would just make more. Just like the US government!
* On Friday nights we would sleep somewhere in sleeping bags, often under the swamp cooler in the summer. Closets were another favorite sleeping spot.
* On Christmas Eve, we would sleep in the same room. We would take the bed apart and one would sleep on the mattress and the other on the box springs. This was a really stupid idea.
* Dad sometimes ran the 24-second clock for the Jazz, and we occasionally benefited with tickets. Good seats, too, like on row 25 behind a basket. Dad would bring us the stat sheets at half time and it was awesome. Except the time that grouchy guy sat next to us and got mad at us during the "we will rock you" part. Overall, though? Awesome.
So happy birthday little brother! May your children have as many fabulous memories of each other as I have with you!
Friday, January 8, 2010
Cleaning and the mess it makes
Every day I assign myself a job to do, thus to get cleaning done. Fridays is deep clean, because unlike my mother, mother-in-law, and at least one sister-in-law, cleaning to me is getting rid of readily noticeable dirt and clutter. I can clean the house in three hours, my mom can take three hours on a light fixture. ANYWAY, today I tackled the top of the refrigerator, which has not been cleaned since I moved into this house 2 1/2 years ago.
So, first I removed everything from the top of the fridge. Nine phone books, not counting the SLArts directory. A church program from 2006. Zane's old singles ward photo directory. Yoda soap. That's right, soap with a plastic Yoda in it. Papers. And below it all, the most DISGUSTING, NASTY, PERSISTENT DIRT you have ever seen! I used straight dish soap, elbow grease, and 30 minutes to get that greasy dirt gone, or at least most of it.
Meanwhile, on the floor, Sabrina took papers, dog food, and the dog's water to create her own splendid mess. So, that needed cleaning, then she needed to have her clothes changed. But my refrigerator top is clean. I'm sure the delight will set in shortly.
So, first I removed everything from the top of the fridge. Nine phone books, not counting the SLArts directory. A church program from 2006. Zane's old singles ward photo directory. Yoda soap. That's right, soap with a plastic Yoda in it. Papers. And below it all, the most DISGUSTING, NASTY, PERSISTENT DIRT you have ever seen! I used straight dish soap, elbow grease, and 30 minutes to get that greasy dirt gone, or at least most of it.
Meanwhile, on the floor, Sabrina took papers, dog food, and the dog's water to create her own splendid mess. So, that needed cleaning, then she needed to have her clothes changed. But my refrigerator top is clean. I'm sure the delight will set in shortly.
Thursday, January 7, 2010
C.S. Lewis's genius
As a child, I loved The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe (hereafter LWW). Perhaps not being overburdened with a desire to see beyond the obvious, I really didn't see the Christian symbolism, just the story. Until it was pointed out to me, then I was like, duh. Anyway, although I loved LWW and had the whole series, I only read the others once and didn't like them. And so, I grew.
Two days ago, I decided that although I was a very fabulous child and I like my child-self, perhaps I ought not simply believe her likes and dislikes are the same as my likes and dislikes. So I reread all the books (except Prince Caspian, which apparently has been lost). Wow. Just, wow.
Of course this time I was looking hard for the symbolism. Here are some of my favorites from the last book, The Last Battle.
1. At the very end the Beasts (Talking Beasts) and men come to Aslan, the Christ figure, who is standing in the door to heaven (for he employs no servant there). Upon looking in his face, they either come through the stable door to heaven, or don't. One of the people who makes it in was a man from an enemy country of Narnia. All his life he wished to see Tash, who was his god but a devil. Aslan says "All service Thou hast done to Tash I account as being done to me." This because the man was good, following the best light he knew, and was honest and true about it. And yet, if a person does evil in the name of Aslan, it is accounted as having been done to Tash and Tash rewards him.
2. Lucy says, when in the stable that contains a whole world, "In our world, too, a stable once had something inside it that was bigger than our whole world too."
3. Some dwarves have come through the door, but refuse to see the world. They only see that they are in a dark stable. Instead of smelling fresh air and flowers they smell sour straw and manure. Aslan gives them a feast and they taste rotten turnips and stale water. Telestial Kingdom, anyone?
4. Okay, this is from the first book, The Magician's Nephew. The nephew's mother is dying, and he wants to steal an apple (from the Tree of Life) to heal his mother, but chooses not to. Aslan commends him, and tells him although the stolen apple would have healed his mother, it would be a cursed life for both the mother and the son. The nephew (okay, I forget his name) was so sad as he looked as Aslan, and saw in Aslan's eyes the same sadness he felt. He saw Aslan was as sad as he was himself about his mother's illness. Then Aslan gives him an apple--not stolen, but freely given, that cures his mother. I love the part about Aslan feeling just as sad for our sorrows as we do. Jesus wept.
I have a lot more thoughts on this, but they need to simmer for awhile.
Two days ago, I decided that although I was a very fabulous child and I like my child-self, perhaps I ought not simply believe her likes and dislikes are the same as my likes and dislikes. So I reread all the books (except Prince Caspian, which apparently has been lost). Wow. Just, wow.
Of course this time I was looking hard for the symbolism. Here are some of my favorites from the last book, The Last Battle.
1. At the very end the Beasts (Talking Beasts) and men come to Aslan, the Christ figure, who is standing in the door to heaven (for he employs no servant there). Upon looking in his face, they either come through the stable door to heaven, or don't. One of the people who makes it in was a man from an enemy country of Narnia. All his life he wished to see Tash, who was his god but a devil. Aslan says "All service Thou hast done to Tash I account as being done to me." This because the man was good, following the best light he knew, and was honest and true about it. And yet, if a person does evil in the name of Aslan, it is accounted as having been done to Tash and Tash rewards him.
2. Lucy says, when in the stable that contains a whole world, "In our world, too, a stable once had something inside it that was bigger than our whole world too."
3. Some dwarves have come through the door, but refuse to see the world. They only see that they are in a dark stable. Instead of smelling fresh air and flowers they smell sour straw and manure. Aslan gives them a feast and they taste rotten turnips and stale water. Telestial Kingdom, anyone?
4. Okay, this is from the first book, The Magician's Nephew. The nephew's mother is dying, and he wants to steal an apple (from the Tree of Life) to heal his mother, but chooses not to. Aslan commends him, and tells him although the stolen apple would have healed his mother, it would be a cursed life for both the mother and the son. The nephew (okay, I forget his name) was so sad as he looked as Aslan, and saw in Aslan's eyes the same sadness he felt. He saw Aslan was as sad as he was himself about his mother's illness. Then Aslan gives him an apple--not stolen, but freely given, that cures his mother. I love the part about Aslan feeling just as sad for our sorrows as we do. Jesus wept.
I have a lot more thoughts on this, but they need to simmer for awhile.
Monday, January 4, 2010
2010
My New Year's Resolutions for 2010:
1. Gain 25 pounds (to be lost VERY quickly in 10 months or possibly more, depending on, you know);
2. Go to the temple once a month; and
3. Be slow to be provoked (in other words, chill).
Sabrina's 2010 goals:
1. Sleep through the night every night;
2. Learn to talk;and
3. Gain 25 pounds.
I'll keep you updated.
1. Gain 25 pounds (to be lost VERY quickly in 10 months or possibly more, depending on, you know);
2. Go to the temple once a month; and
3. Be slow to be provoked (in other words, chill).
Sabrina's 2010 goals:
1. Sleep through the night every night;
2. Learn to talk;and
3. Gain 25 pounds.
I'll keep you updated.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
The first night
On the first night of the new year (twenty ten, by the way, not two thousand ten. I insist) Sabrina woke up at 1:39. Now, this in itself is not so bad. It's not great, but I can deal with it. What WAS bad was that, upon waking up, she did not want to sleep again. No, she wanted to be up, and play with toys, and watch TV, and talk to herself. January 1 was a day of much tiredness.
The next night was better. She did not wake up until 4,then until 5, when she was up. Fortunately, she slept until 7 this morning, so I'm hoping this was a very, very short-lived stage. May they all be so short, except the good stages.
The next night was better. She did not wake up until 4,then until 5, when she was up. Fortunately, she slept until 7 this morning, so I'm hoping this was a very, very short-lived stage. May they all be so short, except the good stages.
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