Sunday, June 22, 2008

Jumpin' high!



This is one of her new favorite things to do, yell " jumpin' high" and then, well, jumping high. But , you have to do it too.
Its not a spectator sport- you must participate. So I've been doing a lot of jumping. Later I'll try to capture her other favorite activity- running around the dining room table saying " can't catch me !"

Saturday, June 21, 2008

Movin' On Up

I had to fill something out this morning where I needed to put my age. I turned 35 a few weeks ago and as I looked for 35 on the sheet, I realized I've moved up a bracket. It usually goes 18-34 and then 35-44. I'm in the 35-44 group now. Me. Who just turned 21 a few years ago it seemed.

Time has always been a funny thing for me. Maybe it is for most people, but I can only try to put into words the way time works for me. I live in the moment, not because I'm some spiritually evolved human being, but because planning ahead just stresses me out. I've always been like this. When I was pregnant, I never read ahead in my What to Expect When You're Expecting book( which stinks by the way. I hate that book, it just scares you , hence one of the reasons I didn't read ahead), I just got through morning sickness. Like running through a tunnel, I did it, then looked around and thought" ok , what next- oh OK, second trimester. Check" Towards the end of my pregnancy I had a dream where I brought home two babies . There was a party and everyone was laughing and drinking and having a great time. I was upstairs trying to get the babies to eat. No one was helping me, and I started to freak. When I woke up, I realized- holy crap, this baby actually has to come out of me some way. So I got ready for the next stage.

Whats my point? Because I go through life like this, I look up and all of a sudden I'm 35 (I stopped keeping track of birthdays after 30 years old). All of a sudden my father has white hair. All of a sudden my husband is 2 years away from turning 40. I've known him since I was 17 years old. I remember when my own father turned 40. Its all kind of surreal. My mind stays the same, but my body gets older. My parents are still my parents, but suddenly they look different, the rest of the world sees them differently. I just had Maddie yesterday, yet she's two and a half.

I look at pictures and suddenly she looks like a little girl. My husband still refers to her as 'the baby' in conversation, but she is so not a baby anymore. She is a headstrong, and physically strong toddler. Man, is she strong, probably another reason I am fully aware that I am now 35. The body is not programmed to deal with the constant running and dorfing of an active 2 year old.
So here's my little girl, growing up.


Maddie enjoying her 'cool' - thats how she say pool, which is actually pretty smart, huh ? She also likes putting on her 'baby shirt'( bathing suit) Present from Mimi- a 'baby school bus' . She puts the Little People in the car and says " C'mon. Lets go Stop and Shop. We need to buy diapers"
She does this every . day. At least once a day. I love the way she is looking at it like" What do I do now?" why, put in back in, and then take it out again, silly!

Hiding in her closet. Sometimes I'll be making dinner- no, really, and I 'll walk into the living room and she's not there. I know to go to her closet, where I'll hear from behind the doors "where'd Maddie go?"
"There she is!"
Mimi and Papa come visit this week and we are very excited ! Maddie keeps saying "mimipapa- boat!"

BTW- she is totally going through another growth spurt- sleeping a lot, eating a ton. I was hoping for one season where I didn't have to buy two sets of clothes, but its not looking good for my wallet :(



Tuesday, June 17, 2008

So I don't forget

I took Madeline to storytime at the bookstore today. Afterwards, I let her splash around in the puddles outside. Then we went to the mall and walked around, I let her jump around on an interactive mat they have.

It was getting close to lunchtime, so I said, " C'mon, Maddie, we've got to go home"

So she looks up at me and says " Did you have a nice time, Mommy?"

I said " yeah of course, I'm with you"

Maddie: Me too Mommy. Nice time.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Boofy

I was up in Rhode Island last week and I took about 500 pictures. Maddie is in the middle of a very precarious nap, so I won't post them now. I just want to share a few cute stories from the past few days.

Madeline loves my parent's cat . Actually, he is my cat, but when Greg and I moved in together, he had to go b/c Greg is allergic. So my cat became my parents cat. His name is Belou, or as Madeline calls him Boofy. As in " Look at me , Boofy" ( said from the swing outside to Belou looking out the window) Other Boofy comments:
"Nyook Mommy ! Boofy has his tail on"
" Boofy is in his crib" ( the spot where he sleeps at the end of my parents bed. She calls it his crib)
That cat is so good, too, so gentle with Maddie. She loves when he rubs his head against hers (" That tickoools, Mommy") and now she has started doing that to us as she tries to purr.

Its hotter than hot here, so after being outside for a short time this morning , we're looking for air conditioned venues post-nap- Barnes and noble, I'm thinking....