She knows the letters...but somehow they aren't said right in the song. She also knows how to count to 10, but that's not in here either. Someday, maybe someday we'll catch it. (doubt that!)
Anyway, at 22 months, and even in this not-quite-to-her-ability video, I'm still proud!
Here's Grey:
Friday, February 24, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Messes we make...(well, just Grey.)
I wanted to make this pretty picture idea, something that you and your toddler can do together. It came out nice, and it was fun in the process. But, uh...messy! Which is part of the point, since a kid loves a mess. Squishy, dreamy, in my fingers!!
Hmmm...whatever this stuff is, it's niiiiice.
Starting with a little dab here, and smear some over there...
Shaving cream, food coloring, and paper is needed. I had a feeling she might get crazy, so I waited on the food coloring. (Smart move mama!)
She was a little timid at getting to into it. But when she figured out that I wasn't stopping her from going for it... It went from the picture above to this...
Grey, you silly, don't eat it. It's yucky. I kept saying, "It looks like it's good, but it's not!"
She believed me after this. But still, it looked so fluffy and nice, she tried a few more times.
Or, she'd just get it on her lips and make a noise so I'd wipe it off. She needs me. What can I say?
Grey! Don't eat it!
Got a little somethin' on your nose there...
Hee hee!
Okay, getting crazy...
Looks like she's swimming in it! I know, these messes don't look that big...unless you're here and you have to clean up. ;) It's all good. We had fun! And I'm pretty pleased with how the picture turned out! (after you put a few drops of color on the cream, you swirl it, put a piece of paper on top - I used photo paper. Remove the paper, lay it aside for about 2-3 minutes, then scrape off the shaving cream and the color seeps through and makes a neat pic!) Here is ours:
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Oh mess!
The most laughs I've had with Grey in a while! So fun...making a mess. Oh yes we did. Plus, she got to say her favorite line over and over, "Oh mess!"
She does love a good mess as a toddler she is...
Plus, I found a use for junk adds. We ripped and crinkled all the paper and made like we were playing with leaves outside! With each rip she would look at me and just shreeeek with glee. And I even let her be loud and scream away, inside! It was fun! Each time I'd put my hand to my head and we'd both say, "Oh no! Mess!"
What fun!
I didn't really need the sheet down, but I though it might help the paper from sliding too far on the hardwood floors. (I'm loving this old sheet lately! So much easier to wrap on the table, or wherever, than covering the whole table with paper and tape for painting/markers/whatever.)
Grey had so much fun. I wish I could have captured her face on film for you. Such a smile.
Hee hee. About then Jude came home to this...
She does love a good mess as a toddler she is...
Plus, I found a use for junk adds. We ripped and crinkled all the paper and made like we were playing with leaves outside! With each rip she would look at me and just shreeeek with glee. And I even let her be loud and scream away, inside! It was fun! Each time I'd put my hand to my head and we'd both say, "Oh no! Mess!"
What fun!
I didn't really need the sheet down, but I though it might help the paper from sliding too far on the hardwood floors. (I'm loving this old sheet lately! So much easier to wrap on the table, or wherever, than covering the whole table with paper and tape for painting/markers/whatever.)
Grey had so much fun. I wish I could have captured her face on film for you. Such a smile.
Hee hee. About then Jude came home to this...
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Finger Addiction Trend
One is a late teether (her) and one will suck just about anything and found his fingers immediately.
(...him.)
Monday, February 13, 2012
Grey & Dada
Grey likes to read to us now. So we get the excitement of how the story goes...well, we act like we can understand. This is more of us just asking her questions.
(by the way, sorry that Jude and Grey are quiet and Silas and I are so loud! Be ready for that! It's not pleasant. I scared myself.)
Did you hear the "The End" at the end? Mama's proud!
...we have to get her counting or doing ABC's next. I can't believe I haven't done that yet!
Slacker mom!!
(by the way, sorry that Jude and Grey are quiet and Silas and I are so loud! Be ready for that! It's not pleasant. I scared myself.)
Did you hear the "The End" at the end? Mama's proud!
...we have to get her counting or doing ABC's next. I can't believe I haven't done that yet!
Slacker mom!!
Monday, February 6, 2012
Salt Lick Monday - Yay, sodium!
It went pretty much as expected.
I'm not sure how much she ate... I tried to just go with it.
It was still fun though because I remember my mom making me playdough when I was young. I picked out the color, tasted a little...ewww!
(Tasted it again)
And now my little one can too. Aw shucks.
It started out pretty simple. (Doesn't it always?) Little pokes and wondering if she's really allowed to get her hands in it and get messy. Speaking of, smart mom I am...her hair is down in her face and not wearing one of her "art shirts".
Okay, here we go, taste #1!
Also, I was not going to but food coloring in it. I thought it would look fine just as a natural dough. But the novelty of it being squishy, sticky and new got the best of me and I though 2 little drops couldn't hurt. How much would she really eat after all??!
Getting the hand of it...but mostly just wants to taste it to get a response out of me. Taste followed by 30 seconds of shivers from nasty salt.
"...Yup. Don't eat it!!
Make-it-yourself non-toxic dough. Woop!
Mix together:
- 1/2 cup cold water
- 1/2 cup salt
- 1 teaspoon oil
- food coloring
Next gradually add: 1 1/2 cups flour + 1 tablespoon cornstarch
I stored mine in a Tupperware and it's lasted about a week so far. I'm going to trash it and start over though. It's getting a bit sticky.
I got this recipe from this site. I just did the first one. Looked simple enough, and it was. Took about 8 minutes starting from walking into the kitchen to walking out with new playdough.
This was just one of many recipes.
Next time I will use carrot juice for color, mix it as part of the 1/2 cup water. I usually have some on hand and that would make me feel better. And I read that adding about 2 teaspoons of cream of tarter adds to the elasticity.
I will put that to the test and see if it's true!
"Cheeeeese!!!!"
Ah. Now the hair is back. Much better.
And one more little taste just to make sure that it's not better than I thought it was last time...
Nope. It's not!
Try it and have fun! (not eating it, making it.)
And I know...I don't need to add so many pictures, yet I still keep doing it.
I'm not sure how much she ate... I tried to just go with it.
It was still fun though because I remember my mom making me playdough when I was young. I picked out the color, tasted a little...ewww!
(Tasted it again)
And now my little one can too. Aw shucks.
It started out pretty simple. (Doesn't it always?) Little pokes and wondering if she's really allowed to get her hands in it and get messy. Speaking of, smart mom I am...her hair is down in her face and not wearing one of her "art shirts".
Okay, here we go, taste #1!
Also, I was not going to but food coloring in it. I thought it would look fine just as a natural dough. But the novelty of it being squishy, sticky and new got the best of me and I though 2 little drops couldn't hurt. How much would she really eat after all??!
Getting the hand of it...but mostly just wants to taste it to get a response out of me. Taste followed by 30 seconds of shivers from nasty salt.
"...Yup. Don't eat it!!
Make-it-yourself non-toxic dough. Woop!
Mix together:
- 1/2 cup cold water
- 1/2 cup salt
- 1 teaspoon oil
- food coloring
Next gradually add: 1 1/2 cups flour + 1 tablespoon cornstarch
I stored mine in a Tupperware and it's lasted about a week so far. I'm going to trash it and start over though. It's getting a bit sticky.
I got this recipe from this site. I just did the first one. Looked simple enough, and it was. Took about 8 minutes starting from walking into the kitchen to walking out with new playdough.
This was just one of many recipes.
Next time I will use carrot juice for color, mix it as part of the 1/2 cup water. I usually have some on hand and that would make me feel better. And I read that adding about 2 teaspoons of cream of tarter adds to the elasticity.
I will put that to the test and see if it's true!
"Cheeeeese!!!!"
Ah. Now the hair is back. Much better.
And one more little taste just to make sure that it's not better than I thought it was last time...
Nope. It's not!
Try it and have fun! (not eating it, making it.)
And I know...I don't need to add so many pictures, yet I still keep doing it.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Luck, fate, or something or other.
We had a great random day in Seattle. We usually do, of course when we have the time to stroll around...Jude is always up for random good times. #Whataguy. (there. I did it.) #UghTrends. (ha ha! It's kinda fun.)
Nothing (but a slightly cold Silas) keeping us from anything. Just messing around, hanging with each other. Grey making us laugh. Papa Jude taking pointing us in the direction of the next new site. Just a typical lazy grey wet Seattle day...but loving it.
We've been trying to work with Grey about her "inside voice." Most the time, it's not her fault she gets so excited the screeches just come out. Laughing or wincing I usually remind her to try and keep it quiet. But when we're outside, I let her and maybe sometimes even encourage her to let it out! She did a good job this day. She yelled and enjoyed hearing her loud voice.
Works for me.
On a side note, same subject, she has these necessary urges to scream. (oh so important reasons, of course.) But she does this thing where she screams with her mouth closed. I can appreciate that effort, my love! She tries, she does. Ha ha! So funny.
Grey and Dada, watching the bridge rise for a small sailboat.
Yes. Jude is Dada and I am Mama, and it has never been any other way. (I don't think I mind if it ever changes. I love her, I love it, I loooove it. Mush mush, and...I'm done.)
Now comes the story. I'll warn you, it really quite uneventful. But. It's one of those moments that just seems like God is trying to tell you something. Grey and I were walking by the house boats, and moments after Jude took this picture, Grey bent down and grabs some misc. object. She has a love for soggy pine cones and old withered leafs...don't ask me why... So almost joining her I quickly try and get her to put down whatever she's grabbing. I see it, and it's a four leafed clover.
Pretty bizarre for being in the middle of a patch of grass.
I tell Jude to come see, and look around at some of the other nearby clovers to see if they are 3 or 4 leafed. Nope. All are 3 leafed, normal clovers. What??!! How random is that? Jude said that he's looked for years and never found one. Grey bends down and just grabs one at random?
I'm not superstitious. But I do believe in God-given signs.
And although these pictures almost look black and white with how drab and dreary Seattle is, every time we visit it makes us wish we just lived in the city... I know it's not that far off of a "dream" I still felt like God was letting me know that we'd be there soon enough.
Grey found the clover, but it was for all of us I think!!
Oh yeah, here is our little prized white clover. Jude smartly saved it in a little pocket book he keeps. (A real book that fits in your pocket, not to be mistaken for the Southern use for "pocket book"...just to clear that up.)
That about frames up our day.
... Muahh ha ha!
Nothing (but a slightly cold Silas) keeping us from anything. Just messing around, hanging with each other. Grey making us laugh. Papa Jude taking pointing us in the direction of the next new site. Just a typical lazy grey wet Seattle day...but loving it.
We've been trying to work with Grey about her "inside voice." Most the time, it's not her fault she gets so excited the screeches just come out. Laughing or wincing I usually remind her to try and keep it quiet. But when we're outside, I let her and maybe sometimes even encourage her to let it out! She did a good job this day. She yelled and enjoyed hearing her loud voice.
Works for me.
On a side note, same subject, she has these necessary urges to scream. (oh so important reasons, of course.) But she does this thing where she screams with her mouth closed. I can appreciate that effort, my love! She tries, she does. Ha ha! So funny.
Grey and Dada, watching the bridge rise for a small sailboat.
Yes. Jude is Dada and I am Mama, and it has never been any other way. (I don't think I mind if it ever changes. I love her, I love it, I loooove it. Mush mush, and...I'm done.)
Now comes the story. I'll warn you, it really quite uneventful. But. It's one of those moments that just seems like God is trying to tell you something. Grey and I were walking by the house boats, and moments after Jude took this picture, Grey bent down and grabs some misc. object. She has a love for soggy pine cones and old withered leafs...don't ask me why... So almost joining her I quickly try and get her to put down whatever she's grabbing. I see it, and it's a four leafed clover.
Pretty bizarre for being in the middle of a patch of grass.
I tell Jude to come see, and look around at some of the other nearby clovers to see if they are 3 or 4 leafed. Nope. All are 3 leafed, normal clovers. What??!! How random is that? Jude said that he's looked for years and never found one. Grey bends down and just grabs one at random?
I'm not superstitious. But I do believe in God-given signs.
And although these pictures almost look black and white with how drab and dreary Seattle is, every time we visit it makes us wish we just lived in the city... I know it's not that far off of a "dream" I still felt like God was letting me know that we'd be there soon enough.
Grey found the clover, but it was for all of us I think!!
Oh yeah, here is our little prized white clover. Jude smartly saved it in a little pocket book he keeps. (A real book that fits in your pocket, not to be mistaken for the Southern use for "pocket book"...just to clear that up.)
That about frames up our day.
... Muahh ha ha!
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