Looks like someone has learned how to use the big kid swings.
Amazing what happens when “THUNDER, LOUD!” isn’t keeping us all inside.
(Photo credit goes to Rhiannon on this one.)
Category Archives: TidBits
happy birthday
Can you believe she’s two? And she’ll even tell you how old she is using the correct number?
Yeah, neither can we.
tiny playground
Tiny Playground from Chris&Rhiannon on Vimeo.
There is a small playground on the way to the grocery store that Brooklynn likes to stop at when we go for walks.
Two rocking animals and two swings – typically, we have to use all four of them before we can continue on. (Except for the day when she was content to sit and throw wood chips down the hill.)
This was shot, edited and uploaded completely from my cell phone with a free application from Vimeo. Yes, the future is now.
Now if we could just get decent cell phone reception at our house in a major metro area so Rhiannon wouldn’t have to talk to her sisters on the cell phone only when we go for walks.
just a matter of timing
Looking at the calendar, I find that we have ourselves a 21 month old, just three months shy of 2. (Yes, time to write a monthly letter again.) With advancing age comes advancing independence and the desire to do grown-up things. Like becoming interesting in the intended uses of the toilet.
Rhiannon has been asking Brooklynn if she needs to sit on the potty before her bath in the evenings and sometimes we get yes as an answer. We’ve also been emptying the filled diapers into the toilet and letter her flush, teaching her that this is where the “yuck” goes. Yuck also goes in the garbage, so if you ever visit our house to find Brooklynn squatting on a trash can, you’ll know that our clever plan has gone horribly wrong.
It seems that at least one morning each week when I get Brooklynn up, her diaper is still dry. We haven’t paid much attention to how this corresponds to waking time or to how much water she drank in the bath the night before, but it does indicate that she is starting to gain some sort of bladder control.
This morning was one of those mornings. So, I asked her if she needed to sit on the potty. Yep, she did. I grabber her out of the crib, grabbed the diaper and clothes I had intended to put on her, and headed over to the bathroom. She sat and smiled at me and we waited. And waited. I asked her if she was done. No. Waited. Are you done? Yes, she was. She hopped off, closed the lid, and flushed. Right idea, just not the desired first step. Still, she’s trying and we’re not forcing anything on her yet.
And, as she stood by the toilet before I put her diaper on, she peed on the floor.
growing (or not)
Yes, posting has been light around here as of late. Blame it on unusually busy work lives, the fact that Brooklynn was home sick for three days with flu-like symptoms (she’s better now), or that we’re trying to get up early and start working out in the mornings again which means getting to bed at a decent time of night.
Whatever excuse works for you, it basically comes down to the fact that I’ve been a little bit lazy when it comes to keeping up with everything on the site. So, to assure everyone that we’re still alive and kicking, here’s Brooklynn last weekend when she decided that she would use her baby’s stroller as a seat for herself.
We were suprised that the stroller didn’t bend a little bit more until we weighed her and found that she hasn’t really gained any weight since before Thanksgiving. Not to be concerned – she’s still in the top quarter for size when put on the standard percentile charts. She’s just a little more normal than she was.
Maybe normal is too strong a word, but you get the idea.
