A Day In The Life

Thoughts from the trenches about raising Samantha and Joshua and assorted other living creatures.

Sunday, October 19, 2003

Kids put words and ideas together in the strangest ways sometimes. I asked Samantha this morning if she wanted to go way up high, and when she said yes I lifted her high enough that she could touch the ceiling. She thought this was the best things, of course. She decided this was called "balloon high", and for the rest of the day it was "Again, balloon high!"

She's eating more than two bites at a time for the first time in days. I think she does better when we're all eating together, and she's also started expressing clear preferences for foods. This morning I asked if she wanted cereal or waffles for breakfast and her unequivocal answer was "waffle" -- sure enough she ate a whole waffle, plus some fruit and orange juice. Later on at lunchtime I started rummaging through the cabinets to find something for us, and she grabbed a can of what she forcefully told me were "green beans!". She then let me know that she preferred spaghetti with sauce to macaroni and cheese today, and that she wanted the tri-colored wagon wheel shaped pasta instead of regular thin spaghetti, and she got positively giddy when I took some mushrooms out of the fridge to make sauce. Sure enough, she downed practically everything on her plate at lunch time.

Right now she's running around like a manic mad thing, which means she's overtired and needs to go to bed. She's racing around the floor looking for people and things to hug, for her Lala doll (curse those Teletubbies) and her "Ella", the stuffed boxer doll.

Hopefully she'll sleep through the night tonight -- last night she woke up at 4 am. I thought at first it was a nightmare because she was very concerned about seeing me and Amy and the dogs, but this morning when I got her dressed I found a pacifier strap with a metal alligator clip on one end inside her pajamas, and now I wonder if it just wasn't digging into her leg during the night. These are the things you don't think of at 4am when you're recovering from a concussion.

More new words today: snuggle, cuddle, macaroni.

Samantha has just brought me a copy of The Cat In The Hat and said "read!", so it's time to end this entry. House rules -- we drop whatever we're doing when our daughter wants to read a book.

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