Another Day

I never realized just how big a leap it is for a child to understand the differences in time. I know that my child is smart and seems to have the ability to pick up concepts fairly quickly. I hope that common sense keeps growing as she get older. Please! Please!

Anyway, for a while now Amy and I have been using the timer on the Microwave as a means to initiate a change in tasking for K. What I mean is that we set the timer for 2 minutes and then when the timer goes off, is K knows that it is time for dinner, or bath, or nap. It seems to work very well for her. It has also worked in the sense that she has started to negoiate for more time on the clock. Yes, yes I know that I am real trouble.

For a while K has been saying things like, " When I am 5 Pappa, I can do..." But recently that has changed to "Pappa, I can do that Another Day?" "Another day I went to the Park and played on the Swing." "Another day, I will go to your work and ..."

It is amazing to me that she is seeing that fact that "Another day" means the present, the past and the future. The say context determines meaning, right? what do you do with a 2 year old that understands the context of the situation but is still learning the words to descirbe them. I know encourage her.

So she knows all of her letters, she knows all of her sounds. Recently she was in the car with her mama and Amy heard this from the backseat, " hhh ...oooo...ttttt" Mama that says "hot"
Is it wrong for me to dream that she will be reading by 3. Is that such a far off idea.
I do know that it will be "Another day"

Toliet Trees?

It is so funny how little ones process the information around them. They take everything at face value. This morning I was making a shopping list and I asked Dave if he needed any toiletries. Keira looks at me and then back at Dave and says, with her brow furrowed, "Toilet Trees????" I didn't get what the question. I started to explain about shampoo and toothpaste and Dave says "Am, say is syllable at a time" I was just buzzin' through the morning and would have missed the joke entirely probably. Love my little girl and how much she helps me to slow down and appreciate life.

Lets Go Walking

The other day after dinner Keira asked if we could go outside. It was a cloudy day and even had rained in spots. But after I explained that she would have to wear her boots, she was all for it.

At first she didn't really want to leave the driveway, but when I told her that I was going to the mailbox, she quickly consented and the next thing I know, her hand reached up and grabbed a hold of two of my fingers.
WHen we got to the mailbox, I made a move to remove my hand from her grasp, she just strengthened her grip and said, " Lets keep walking Pappa." So we did.

Marching along the sidewalk, I kept thinking that at any moment she would want to turn around or worse that since we didn't have her stroller, that I would have to carry her back. But every step was with confidence. Every time she stopped at the end of the street to look for cars, and then proceed to cross the street, she walked like she knew what she was doing.

About half way to the "waterfall park" there is a hill. I thought for sure that this would be the point that I would start doing the carrying. But nope, she kept walking. I did laugh when she got to the middle of the hill and stopped and looked at me and said, " I need to catch my breath." Then proceeded to breath heavily for one or two breaths. (Thanks Nanny!) Then we continued.

She didn't even want to stop at the waterfall park. We kept right on walking. We were more than half way around the walk before she even realized that we didnt' have a stroller. She kept walking. I will say more than half way was enough of holding onto Papa's hand. But she kept walking. And she made it the whole way.

I am so proud of her. That is a big walk for me sometimes when Amy is speed racer mode. She talked to me the whole time and was very engaging. I am sure anyone driving by had to smile just by the smile on my own face. She said more than once " I like it when it is just you and me, Papa." Then she would say, " I like it when it is Mama, Papa, Smer, and Nanny and Granddad too." It is almost like she was working out how to say that she like walking with me but didn't want the rest of her family to feel any less important cause she was having a good time. Maybe I am reading too much into it, but she said it about 7 times on our walk.

And one final thought to any parent out there. Remember that your brains grow when you take your naps. Just ask Keira.

The Wind Blows Me Silly

If I didn't have a calendar to reference I would be convinced that it is March up here in Washington and not June. It has been the coldest June on record so far. Rain, chill and even Spring like wind storms. Yesterday we were out and about in the blustery weather and Keira started running around in circles saying over and over "I am running in the sun!" and "The wind blows me silly" That last one had me cracking up. Where do they come up with this stuff? Here are some recent pictures.

Female and Males

First of all I didn't realize that it has been over a month since the last time I posted. I am not sure anyone is reading this but I really think I should codify these wonderful moments that we are having with Keira.

So yesterday she and I were in the kitchen and we were getting ready to make dinner. She was standing in her chair and eating the heads of of her animal cookies. Having a wonderful time at it I might add.
So I said "Keira, would you like a grilled cheese sandwich?" She looked at me and said "that would be a great idea, Pappa." She thought for a a moment and said," Pappa, I would like a grilled cheese sandwich. Would you like a boy cheese sandwich?"

Who knew sandwiches had a gender. Certainly not I.

Belated Easter

Hi it's me. Since my parents have been real busy lately it became apparent that if I wanted my grandparents to have any pictures of how I looked on Easter I would have to compute and do it myself. This first one is me at the local park on Saturday. As you can see my momma dressed me in the latest fashion.. circa 1994 but hey until I can pull a shirt over my own head, I have to at least try to make her happy.


Grandma came over for a visit. We are waiting very patiently for Mama to come over with our eggs so that we can decorate them. Notice that grandma has adopted my perfect waiting technique.


Yep Easter Morning and now I am in a more appropriate dress. This is of course before I get my basket.

I just had to get away from all the fuss from the adults and really check out what I got in my basket. The bunny is nice but really how muck chocolate did I really get. I will have to remember just how much if it isn't to the standard set by the Two year Olds of America bureau. I might have to get my phone out and call them.

The weather broke so I got to go outside and look for eggs. I am so adorable. The eggs were easy to find as I had lots of help. THANKS TO ALL WHO HELPED I don't know how I could have found all of the eggs. (Note: my parents say thanks to for we got all nine eggs and don't have to worry about the rotten egg smell any time soon)


Last picture. That is grandpa in the background. He loves me so.

Well I hope you enjoyed this little jot down Easter with me and my family.
Bye all. For Now.
K