Tuesday, November 29, 2005

A Real Gall Buster

Madeline's verbal skills are really taking off. She's saying some fairly complicated words correctly, like flower and vacuum. However, she's kind of a show-off and often throws the big words into conversations where they don't apply. For instance, she'll be naming everything in the dining room. It begins with wall, fan, phone, floor and then she sees outside of the window and says outside, trees and flower, which are within view. Then when you least expect it, she says VACUUM, as if she just happened to notice it outside next to the tree on the grass.
She also says awesome and Hi Furry, which are crowd pleasers over at Nana's. Sasa was notorious for his good manners, and she has followed in her big brother's footsteps with mastering please, thank you and sorry. My favorite of his was when he was about her age now and he would say excuse me with such clarity and sincerity.
Maddy's finally starting to pronounce gall as ball after how many months? But it is often due to trickery that she slips up and says it. She seems to be losing the gall/ball game. I'd almost like to throw this game if it meant keeping her as our little for a bit longer.
I'm pathetic.
I love you.

Monday, November 28, 2005

Mondays Are Dreary Without You

The rain is consistent today. This storm is the harbinger of indoor playtime. I can see my breath when I take Madeline outside to play. What's worse is that I can see hers. Her little nose is getting red and her hands are turning to ice. We can play in the garage for a while, before that too becomes wintery. I will resign myself to eating more pretend meatball soup and dancing to Mary Timony's Ex-Hex album (highly recommended for those with an indie-pop/rock sensibility). I will attempt to engineer fantastic block structures with the assistance of my more deconstructive than constructive daughter. She's getting there though. She's almost a contributor of society.
I get to see Sasa on Wednesday and see how his blood sugars held up over the Thanksgiving holiday. Maybe we'll get Jimboy's again if I can snag a coupon (pronounced q-pon, not coopon).
I need to get some writing done while the dragon slumbers.
I love you.