Oh dear...it's been forever since I posted anything. I'll probably not get back to catch up, but here's a quick taste of what's going on. Hope to post more regularly...but that's a habit I need to work on forming!
Nathan's into big numbers lately. When he wants a lot of something, he'll usually say, “Yeah, 159 of them!” But in his 3-year-old understanding of numbers and counting, he's begun to realize that he'd like even more...and so now it's become, “Even more...like One hundred fifty twelve!” or “Twenty-ten (for 30)” I love that!
Meanwhile, Abigail is chatty as ever. A few weeks back, she and I were looking around at Bed, Bath, and Beyond and everything was “beautiful” or “lovely.” This morning she saw Karly, the cat, jump up onto the bathroom sink, and Abigail said, “Karly jumped up and put her head in the sink and that's 'bisgusting'!” Big words from little mouths, said slightly wrong are adorable!
Friday, February 17, 2012
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Morning Conversations
John has a very busy day at work today. His to-do list is insane and on top of that, he has to go into the city and visit a customer. He decided to take BART to avoid traffic hassles. He was up early and Nathan came in while he was getting ready. I told Nathan about BART and of course, he was very excited.
As John was getting his coffee and preparing to leave, Nathan was asking questions about Daddy's day. Then he said, "When I a man, I want to go to work with you, Daddy. I want to wear glasses and ride the FART (BART, no that's not his idea of a potty-mouth joke...it's just his pronunciation on that one, LOL!!) train, too."
Later we were discussing what to have for breakfast. "Cereal, oatmeal, and french toast!" he said. Eventually we got that whittled down to just french toast. I added in some bacon, egg, cheese, and spinach frittatas I'd made and frozen and we were set. (Side note: I was totally floored that they gobbled up the frittatas without batting an eye at the spinach...yay me!) Nathan came back into the kitchen after he'd been gone playing and said, "Thank you for breakfast Mommy. It was very good and yummy!"
As John was getting his coffee and preparing to leave, Nathan was asking questions about Daddy's day. Then he said, "When I a man, I want to go to work with you, Daddy. I want to wear glasses and ride the FART (BART, no that's not his idea of a potty-mouth joke...it's just his pronunciation on that one, LOL!!) train, too."
Later we were discussing what to have for breakfast. "Cereal, oatmeal, and french toast!" he said. Eventually we got that whittled down to just french toast. I added in some bacon, egg, cheese, and spinach frittatas I'd made and frozen and we were set. (Side note: I was totally floored that they gobbled up the frittatas without batting an eye at the spinach...yay me!) Nathan came back into the kitchen after he'd been gone playing and said, "Thank you for breakfast Mommy. It was very good and yummy!"
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Future Doctor?
Poor Abigail has another cold. It started over the weekend with a cough and a very, very runny nose. Sunday she said, "Ear doctor" a few times while holding or pointing to her ear. She wasn't overly fussy, didn't have a temperature and aside from the cough and nose-like-a-faucet, she seemed fine. I didn't think much of it. Yesterday she was the same, but her runny nose was more yellow and she said the "Ear doctor" comment another couple of times. I called the advice nurse, honestly thinking her ear comments had to be random. Well, we went in this morning and as you've probably guessed, the kid indeed had an ear infection! It's just in the beginning stages but wow-wee...a 19-month-old who self-diagnoses is something else!
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Hurry, Hurry, Monsters!
This is the funniest sentence I've heard lately from my 19-month-old as she plays with her big brother. "Hur-wy, Hur-wy, Mon-ter" followed by infectious baby giggles and then running baby feet...so cute! Even cuter is after they've "chased" the monster, Nathan will then say, "Hurry" and it's as if Abigail totally forgot the game they were playing and gets a look of actual surprise/fear on her face before she remembers the game.
...oh and this game is also usually played in one of two wardrobe options: just diapers or totally naked (of course they prefer option 2). "Naked" is another of Abby's latest words that causes her to laugh and giggle.
...oh and this game is also usually played in one of two wardrobe options: just diapers or totally naked (of course they prefer option 2). "Naked" is another of Abby's latest words that causes her to laugh and giggle.
Wednesday, March 16, 2011
Abigail
Abigail is 19 months old and since the kids are just 15 months apart, it's sometimes hard to remember what Nathan was doing at a certain age. We really try not to compare them since they are so different, but it's interesting sometimes to see how one's development compares to the other's.
Abby is quite the chatterbox, probably partly because she's a girl and partly because her older brother talks non-stop all.day.long. It's so funny how she's picked up words or phrases even though I'm 100% certain she has no idea what she's saying. She's already full-on in the "Why??" phase. She always uses it at the correct time and whatever little explanation you might give her always seems to satisfy (even the lamest "because I said so"). If you ask her a question, chances are she'll answer with a very pensive, "Ummm..." and then she proceeds to look like she's thinking before she answers. So cute!
She's quite the little mommy, always helping with chores or helping others. She'll often try to wipe Nathan's mouth after he's eaten. She regularly brings his favorite animal, Petu (Peter), when they're snuggling up for bedtime. She knows where his clothes are kept in his dresser and often will bring him socks or pajamas.
She's outgoing most of the time. At our weekly multi-age music class, she jumps right in with the older kids to help collect or pass out instruments. She warms up to new people quickly and loves going to the childcare at church. At music class or in a large group setting, she becomes pretty clingy. When it's time to dance and sing at music, she insists on being held. I guess she just feels a bit overwhelmed with all the people moving around...she doesn't want to lose sight of me. Just today at music I tried to get her to dance with us and when I walked two steps away from her, she completely fell into a heap of sobs on the floor. Poor baby!
She's also known to be quite the fashion bug. From early on, she's preferred some clothes to others. When friends have sent clothes to her in the mail, she insisted on wearing them right away. She often chooses her fancy dress shoes to wear to the playground, usually with sweat pants or some other less-than-fancy outfit. Costco had the most adorable zebra-print coat for little girls around Thanksgiving. We saw it and I searched for her size, without luck. She was devastated when we left empty-handed. When we went back a few weeks later, they had her size and she clutched it throughout our shopping, only handing it over to the cashier to be scanned before she gripped it again. She is absolutely adorable in it, even if I am a bit biased. I wish they made the coat in my size, but somehow I don't think zebra-print on someone 5'10" would have the same effect.
She's a happy, happy girl and adores her brother, "Nay-nay", and her daddy. She is a total joy!
Abby is quite the chatterbox, probably partly because she's a girl and partly because her older brother talks non-stop all.day.long. It's so funny how she's picked up words or phrases even though I'm 100% certain she has no idea what she's saying. She's already full-on in the "Why??" phase. She always uses it at the correct time and whatever little explanation you might give her always seems to satisfy (even the lamest "because I said so"). If you ask her a question, chances are she'll answer with a very pensive, "Ummm..." and then she proceeds to look like she's thinking before she answers. So cute!
She's quite the little mommy, always helping with chores or helping others. She'll often try to wipe Nathan's mouth after he's eaten. She regularly brings his favorite animal, Petu (Peter), when they're snuggling up for bedtime. She knows where his clothes are kept in his dresser and often will bring him socks or pajamas.
She's outgoing most of the time. At our weekly multi-age music class, she jumps right in with the older kids to help collect or pass out instruments. She warms up to new people quickly and loves going to the childcare at church. At music class or in a large group setting, she becomes pretty clingy. When it's time to dance and sing at music, she insists on being held. I guess she just feels a bit overwhelmed with all the people moving around...she doesn't want to lose sight of me. Just today at music I tried to get her to dance with us and when I walked two steps away from her, she completely fell into a heap of sobs on the floor. Poor baby!
She's also known to be quite the fashion bug. From early on, she's preferred some clothes to others. When friends have sent clothes to her in the mail, she insisted on wearing them right away. She often chooses her fancy dress shoes to wear to the playground, usually with sweat pants or some other less-than-fancy outfit. Costco had the most adorable zebra-print coat for little girls around Thanksgiving. We saw it and I searched for her size, without luck. She was devastated when we left empty-handed. When we went back a few weeks later, they had her size and she clutched it throughout our shopping, only handing it over to the cashier to be scanned before she gripped it again. She is absolutely adorable in it, even if I am a bit biased. I wish they made the coat in my size, but somehow I don't think zebra-print on someone 5'10" would have the same effect.
She's a happy, happy girl and adores her brother, "Nay-nay", and her daddy. She is a total joy!
Monday, March 14, 2011
"It's not time to play, Daddy...
...we're flying on a helicopter!"
Said with such a tone of disbelief and almost disgust that Daddy would dare suggest we "play" at a time when clearly the helicopter was about to take off!
(Please disregard the passenger on Nathan's helicopter...she wasn't prepared for a photo shoot today!)
And cat makes 5
Our semi-neurotic cat, Karly, has been on "vacation" at my mom's house since a few months before Abigail was born. We loved Karly but just thought that having two babies and a cat might be a bit much for awhile. A few months turned into more and then we moved...and our current house didn't allow pets. When it came time to renew our lease last month, I made a pitch to the management company in the off-chance the owners might change their minds. Much to our surprise, the owners agreed to a cat!
The day to bring Karly home has been much-anticipated by one Nathan Ko. "Karly's coming to my house?" "We need to buy her food to eat at the store." "She needs a bowl for her food." "I want to show Karly my toys." And on and on it's gone! Sunday we woke up and decided that bringing Karly home would be a good thing to do...and that unleashed Nathan's excitement! We set about making a list of things we'd need to buy at the pet store. He, of course, was thrilled to sit down with his own pen and paper and "write" his list. So cute...
We drove to Sacramento, stopped at Target (the cool, independent pet shop down here is closed on Sundays, darnit), and then spent the afternoon at my mom's before putting Karly in her carrier and loading her into the car.
Now normally, Karly H.A.T.E.S. to travel, so you can imagine the return trip both John and I were anticipating. But instead, picture two little people bundled up in their jammies, snuggled with their animals and blankies for the trip home. Nestled ever-so-securely between their car seats sat one elderly cat in her purple carrier. Atop that carrier lay two pudgy toddler hands, one each from Nathan and Abigail, both gently patting the carrier and saying in the sweetest voices, "Hi Karly" and "It's okay, Karly." The usual panicky meowing was so much calmer and eventually all three went to sleep...Abigail with her hand still outstretched to comfort the kitty she so desperately wants to squeeze.
The day to bring Karly home has been much-anticipated by one Nathan Ko. "Karly's coming to my house?" "We need to buy her food to eat at the store." "She needs a bowl for her food." "I want to show Karly my toys." And on and on it's gone! Sunday we woke up and decided that bringing Karly home would be a good thing to do...and that unleashed Nathan's excitement! We set about making a list of things we'd need to buy at the pet store. He, of course, was thrilled to sit down with his own pen and paper and "write" his list. So cute...
We drove to Sacramento, stopped at Target (the cool, independent pet shop down here is closed on Sundays, darnit), and then spent the afternoon at my mom's before putting Karly in her carrier and loading her into the car.
Now normally, Karly H.A.T.E.S. to travel, so you can imagine the return trip both John and I were anticipating. But instead, picture two little people bundled up in their jammies, snuggled with their animals and blankies for the trip home. Nestled ever-so-securely between their car seats sat one elderly cat in her purple carrier. Atop that carrier lay two pudgy toddler hands, one each from Nathan and Abigail, both gently patting the carrier and saying in the sweetest voices, "Hi Karly" and "It's okay, Karly." The usual panicky meowing was so much calmer and eventually all three went to sleep...Abigail with her hand still outstretched to comfort the kitty she so desperately wants to squeeze.
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