Friday, October 28, 2011

Snippets of Memories...

To my Blueberry--moments I don't want to lose:
  • You play happily for 5 minutes and then suddenly stop, toddle over, give my knee a kiss with a large "mwah" to accompany it, and resume your game.
  • The tender way you hold your baby dolls, teddy bears, anything that might possibly be construed as a teddy bear/baby doll/crayon, bestowing lots of kisses
  • The look of concentration on your face as you carefully transfer scoops of Calista's food from her food bowl to her water dish
  • The way you try to throw a temper tantrum but do so gingerly so you do not actually hurt yourself. If you wish to lay down on the floor, you carefully scoot yourself downwards to a prone position. If you lay on your tummy, you delicately place yourself face down before beginning to wail. and the rub of the nose as you inevitably hit it a little and come up really crying.
  • The way you'll pick out a book and walk over to me with the expectation of being read to
  • The delight you take in making us smile and laugh
  • The plaintive cry of "Mama Mama" that emanates from your room when you wake up. inevitably followed upon your rescue by "doggy!"
  • The way you use calista as your pillow/jungle gym/baby doll whatever else you are in need of at the moment.
  • The delicate way you will feed her your food--sharing as it were (or getting rid of whatever you don't want to eat)
  • Your consistent and charming use of "da ku" for thank you whenever we give you something (accompanied by a giggle of anticipation if that something happens to be a marshmallow).
  • The way you walk around the house swinging your arms and clapping as you go find something to explore
  • The careful and deliberate manner in which you practice doing something, whether it be using crayons (and proceeding to draw all over the floor, the door, the wall, books, and occasionally the paper you're allowed to draw on) or clambering down a step.
  • Your fascination with phones and how anything and everything can be converted into a phone which you will hold up to your ear and clearly say "Hi!" to
  • How you discovered twirling and take great detail in spinning in circles (slowly)
  • The way you will deliberately tug and pull at my shirt when I don't respond to your signs for "milk" quickly enough
  • The hum of satisfaction you make as you cuddle up to nurse
  • How you've learned naps are not horrible things and will now not only give the sign for nap when you're tired but, once you're sure we got the message, will happily run along ahead of us to your room--all ready to sleep
  • Your fascination with all things doggy or that might be a doggy or could possibly have legs and therefore can be called doggy. or might not have legs but you have no other word for it yet so you stick with doggy.
  • Your attempts to climb in the tub to take a bath (you are so my daughter)
  • Your amazingly neat capabilities of putting things back exactly where you found them--combined with your incredible destructive abilities at emptying the tupperware cupboard/toy box/bags---anything that you feel needs emptying--in two seconds flat
  • Your love of blowing raspberries
  • How you'll chatter to Eeyore and doggy in your crib (accompanied by lots of kisses, the blowing of raspberries, and occasional commentary about Mama) for 15 or 20 minutes before going to sleep sometimes.
  • How you've discovered your nose and will triumphantly point at it when asked where it is, but have not yet made the connection about what eyes are or where they are located
  • Your love of wearing sunglasses and how proud you look when you have them on
  • How you know to fold your hands as soon as we put the bible down at bedtime
  • Your fascination with books, picking them off the bookshelves (pictures or no), and flipping through the pages, "reading" constantly
  • Your love of helping me do the laundry: consisting of me handing you a few small items from the washing machine, you carefully and painstakingly putting them in the dryer, and then trying to swing the door shut regardless of whether or not I'm still putting items in the dryer.
No doubt to be continued....

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