Saturday, June 13, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
pointing out letters, according to plan etc...
Esme takes her moments when she has to point out letters and ask what they are. One of her favorite places to do this is Grandma and Grandpa's tv when CNN is on. She also points out lettering on packaging, although she doesn't always say the right ones for what she is looking at. However, today in the store I wasn't expecting her to be in letter mode when we were looking at a pair of shoes. She was looking up over my head and pointing up saying 'what's that?' The sign said 'kids' above us in big letters. After I read it out to her 'oh that? the sign? k i d s - it says kids' she was happy and started reading the tags on the shoes.
Thursday's comment made me add this : Esme has a perceived 'plan' of how things work - lots of things, from the process of sweeping the floor to Daddy cleaning, filling and lighting his pipe, my process of making coffee etc etc... She loves to tell us what comes next and gets a little upset/frustrated when things don't go 'according to plan' - that is, the plan she has observed and recorded for that activity. So - if we made getting a Sonic shake part of our regular routine, or even once a week on my day off etc etc - she would quickly figure it out and get mad when we 'broke the rules.'
Thursday's comment made me add this : Esme has a perceived 'plan' of how things work - lots of things, from the process of sweeping the floor to Daddy cleaning, filling and lighting his pipe, my process of making coffee etc etc... She loves to tell us what comes next and gets a little upset/frustrated when things don't go 'according to plan' - that is, the plan she has observed and recorded for that activity. So - if we made getting a Sonic shake part of our regular routine, or even once a week on my day off etc etc - she would quickly figure it out and get mad when we 'broke the rules.'
ramble
Some of Esme's new words: chicken, shake, yucky, seat, sweep, 'we go town?', hey! (somebody's barking/growling/being loud), plate, 'pretty girl', 'good girl' - others will have to think of them later.
Everything that has wheels, moves, spins or has the potential to move or spin fast is a 'whee' -- still trying to tack that down but I think that is her definition. She even says it when she runs fast, and for things with wheels that are standing still...
Tried to have a few nights without the pacifier, because the one she had was gross. The first night worked fine, I think because I showed her it was yucky and threw it away. The second night though her tummy hurt her and she knew I had to be up early the next day (she can feel the anxiety in me, I swear, and reacts to it). She screamed until 1 am and I gave in and dug one out of the drawers in the kitchen, washed it - and popped it in her mouth. She fell right to sleep. Argh.
That morning (before 5 am) I was putting her shoes on her after Mark had got her up and dressed. She looked at me and said 'we go to town?' Haha - she's got it down. Yes, we go to town -- after that she was all about going outside, down the steps and to the truck so she could go to town. She can get up and down from her carseat in the truck but we need to do and undo the belts for her. She also smacks her lips in the back seat when we are in town to try to get us to get her a shake at Sonic.
The other day she colored on a white storage table we have in the house. I told her it was yucky and would need to be washed now, 'wash wash rub rub'. That is my idiom that always follows anything I am cleaning. She walked past us to the diaper change station, opened up the diaper wipes, took one, closed the box and came over to rub the crayon off the table. It didn't work actually ( I used some 409) but wow that little brain is working all on it's own now, and 60 per at that. Mark and I were both impressed with that.
She's also turning on both faucets in the tub now - not really good!
For a while she has been able to answer 'what do doggies say?' and 'what do kitties say?' - last night she answered 'what do dinosaurs say?' RAAAAR!! and 'what do giraffes say?' (brrrrrrrrrrp) that's a long story hehe but in our house giraffes say 'brrrrrrrrrrr' like an old fashioned telephone ring. Also little girls do not eat peanut butter sandwiches, but little girls pretending to be dinosaurs will eat a few bites.
Everything that has wheels, moves, spins or has the potential to move or spin fast is a 'whee' -- still trying to tack that down but I think that is her definition. She even says it when she runs fast, and for things with wheels that are standing still...
Tried to have a few nights without the pacifier, because the one she had was gross. The first night worked fine, I think because I showed her it was yucky and threw it away. The second night though her tummy hurt her and she knew I had to be up early the next day (she can feel the anxiety in me, I swear, and reacts to it). She screamed until 1 am and I gave in and dug one out of the drawers in the kitchen, washed it - and popped it in her mouth. She fell right to sleep. Argh.
That morning (before 5 am) I was putting her shoes on her after Mark had got her up and dressed. She looked at me and said 'we go to town?' Haha - she's got it down. Yes, we go to town -- after that she was all about going outside, down the steps and to the truck so she could go to town. She can get up and down from her carseat in the truck but we need to do and undo the belts for her. She also smacks her lips in the back seat when we are in town to try to get us to get her a shake at Sonic.
The other day she colored on a white storage table we have in the house. I told her it was yucky and would need to be washed now, 'wash wash rub rub'. That is my idiom that always follows anything I am cleaning. She walked past us to the diaper change station, opened up the diaper wipes, took one, closed the box and came over to rub the crayon off the table. It didn't work actually ( I used some 409) but wow that little brain is working all on it's own now, and 60 per at that. Mark and I were both impressed with that.
She's also turning on both faucets in the tub now - not really good!
For a while she has been able to answer 'what do doggies say?' and 'what do kitties say?' - last night she answered 'what do dinosaurs say?' RAAAAR!! and 'what do giraffes say?' (brrrrrrrrrrp) that's a long story hehe but in our house giraffes say 'brrrrrrrrrrr' like an old fashioned telephone ring. Also little girls do not eat peanut butter sandwiches, but little girls pretending to be dinosaurs will eat a few bites.
Sunday, June 07, 2009
Mommy's pretty shoes
Esme found my high heels today. I don't wear them very often but she has told me they are my 'pretty' shoes. I think that's funny as most other things she calls pretty are brightly colored and these are black!
She got into them by herself and I followed her around the room sure she was going to fall! She didn't appreciate the flash on the camera ;) I think she walks in the shoes almost better than I do!
Playing tug of war with the doggie's flower toy.
She got into them by herself and I followed her around the room sure she was going to fall! She didn't appreciate the flash on the camera ;) I think she walks in the shoes almost better than I do!
Playing tug of war with the doggie's flower toy.
Thursday, June 04, 2009
Puttering
I'm still puttering along trying to make something every couple of days. Those sundresses are so easy and so cute. I had felt it was kind of a splurge for the pattern and fabric the other day - but it is definitely more than worth it, especially considering the prices of toddler clothing! I have some asian lettered fabric in white and red, and some red checked gingham cut out ready to make the next sundress and shorts out of.
My job is full time now and that just doesn't leave a whole lot of leisure time. I am the 'plumbing specialist' - the person who helps people plan the look of their remodelling job, helps them find the right fixtures out of the 10s of thousands available for their price, function, color, delivery timeline etc... and then advises them what they need to hook those fixtures up in their current house. It is a lot different than mixing paint, and there is a lot to learn, more people skills needed and a lot of notekeeping, calling companies with questions about products, calling customers back etc etc... The pay is better but you have to meet monthly quotas on several categories. If you meet your quotas you also get bonuses, if you don't meet your quotas for many months in a row --- well that depends on the situation but it usually isn't good... *crosses fingers* I got my bonus for last month, yay!
My job is full time now and that just doesn't leave a whole lot of leisure time. I am the 'plumbing specialist' - the person who helps people plan the look of their remodelling job, helps them find the right fixtures out of the 10s of thousands available for their price, function, color, delivery timeline etc... and then advises them what they need to hook those fixtures up in their current house. It is a lot different than mixing paint, and there is a lot to learn, more people skills needed and a lot of notekeeping, calling companies with questions about products, calling customers back etc etc... The pay is better but you have to meet monthly quotas on several categories. If you meet your quotas you also get bonuses, if you don't meet your quotas for many months in a row --- well that depends on the situation but it usually isn't good... *crosses fingers* I got my bonus for last month, yay!
Monday, June 01, 2009
The Word No
I've known it's coming - for many kids it is one of their first words - not their fiftieth.... The Word No. She already has 'uh uh uh' which means don't do something and also with the word 'bad' towards the dog and the cat. Today the cat was on the table and I had told it to get down - bad kitty no table get down. She held up one thin little finger and said 'No kitty bad' It was only a matter of time. Now to see how she incorporates it into everything else in the next few days.
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