Next week she will start transitioning from the "Toddler" room into "Preschool 1" (sounds very advanced for a 2 year old!) and they asked us for a family photo.
Saturday, July 10, 2010
4th of July
Next week she will start transitioning from the "Toddler" room into "Preschool 1" (sounds very advanced for a 2 year old!) and they asked us for a family photo.
Sunday, May 30, 2010
Private Investigations
Little RR is two years old! She is more actively exploring in all directions- she has recently discovered flashlights, and enjoys looking under the sofa, and across the floor, and just waving it around a lot. One discovery has taken awhile: for the past two years, she's been sleeping in a "sleep sack" (real sheets being more dangerous for toddlers, we're told). On morning recently, she woke up patting the outside of the sleep sack with a worried expression and said "No pockets! Oh no!"
She is learning more songs, and the alphabet, and days of the week, although sometimes they get mixed up a bit.
RR: A, B, C, D...
Mommy: That's very good! What comes next?
RR: Tuesday!
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Conversation Piece
When I dropped my cell phone a few weeks ago, it fell apart permanently. I got a very basic replacement phone, which does little more than make calls, but the screen lights up when you press a key and it is clearly an important toy that needs frequent attention. Little RR understands such things. She calls my phone the "Daddy widget".
Tonight while trying to put her to sleep, I was pleased to see how she has started to move from single words into a little conversation of sorts.
RR: Daddy. Daddy. Daddy.
Me: Sweetie!
RR: Daddy widget.
Me: I'm sorry sweetie, I don't have it right now.
RR: (sadly) No widget.
Me: You can play with it tomorrow, ok?
RR: Oh, no! (...sigh) (...eventually, goes to sleep)
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
A Bit of Rain
It's been a bit rainy here this past month, but little RR enjoys wearing her raincoat and boots. Actually she enjoys boots and shoes of all kinds, and finding them, and picking them up, and carrying them singly or in pairs from place to place. Lest this seem disorganized, she does her best to help out in the mornings, rushing to my nightstand and handing me the contents: Daddy wallet! Daddy semsum (cell phone)! Daddy glasses! -and sometimes, if she finds them: Daddy shoes! She has been careful to note all these items as present and accounted for when I come home from work, also.
Her numbers have now moved beyond two. I pointed out two buttons on my shirt and she said "three", prompting me to realize that shirt indeed had a third button under the collar, which I'd forgotten. However, as she looked at a book she counted the boxes on the page "One, Two... Something... Ten, Eleven.. Eight, Seven... "
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