Swedish memories…

We were so fortunate to have my dear friend, Tina stay with us from Feb 7, to March 7, 2012.  Tina flew in from Sweden to visit 2 weeks before Emma’s birth and what a blessing this visit was for our little family.  Ellie fell for Tina immediately and let her stay the month in her room while she returned to the “baby bed,” her former crib, now in the nursery waiting for Emma.  Every morning, Ellie would wake Tina up in the early hours by saying, “Tina, I’m here now,” and then crawl in bed with her for a bottle and snuggle.  On one morning, Tina remembers Ellie holding her happy-faced doll, Myrtle (now Pop), and explaining that Myrtle was very sad.  Tina replied, “She’s happy.  Look at the smile on her face.”  Ellie looked from Tina to Myrtle and gave the doll a solid smack before saying, “Well, now she’s sad.”

“My Milky Bubba”

We try to give Ellie milk in a bottle twice a day at most and this has been scheduled – determined by her – after breakfast and at 4:30 snack.  The rest of the day her bottle contains water or a slight mix of water and juice.  Her bottle – “Bubba” – is her best friend and she is always happier and easier to deal with when she has a bottle in hand.  So, now that she is approaching 3 and new baby is now an older baby, we are encouraging Ellie to forgo the bottle for a sippy cup or even a plain cup.  Obviously, if you can see where this is going, Matt and I use the bottle as a bribe such as: if you get in the car you will get a bubba, if you eat all your dinner you can have a bubba, if you get in the stroller now you can have a bubba.  It works well, especially if we throw the word “Milky” in front of bubba.  To be clear, we were asked by both her doctor and dentist to limit the milk, especially around sleep times, and to get rid of the bottle entirely as she is “too old for it.”  Matt and I try to be on track with this and agree with the doctors.  However, Ellie’s agenda is a little different and here’s how it played out:

Ellie whispered in my ear, “Can you get me a secret milky?”

Me: “A secret milky?  Let me guess who gives you those?”

Ellie: “But you can’t get mad cause they’re secret.  Just Grandpa Terry gives them to me but you can too, Mommy.”

Understanding Etiquette

We were at Ellie’s favourite drop-in yesterday and she was as busy as a butterfly with all the kids and adults.  She knows everyone and through her so do I.  She told me her favourite toy there, currently, is the doll house which she was very taken with yesterday.  While Emma sat in her 360 exersaucer, or circle of neglect as my Mom friends love to refer to it, I actually had a moment to myself.  So what is a Mom to do at a drop -in with a coffee in hand?  Well, text, obviously!  So, here I am being as social as possible with people I rarely see anymore when Ellie starts talking to me.  I give her the usual, nod and “yes,” “uh-huh,” until she surprises me by pulling the phone out of my hand and placing it in my bag on the floor.  She says plainly, “Do not do that while I am talking to you.”  Too true!

Little words for a big smile

When I finished reading several bedtime stories to Elizabeth, Matt came in her room to say, “Good night.”  She asked him to lay down next to her and gave him one of the books.  I said, “You’re asking Dadda to read a book I just read to you?”  She looked at me and said, “Well, you had your turn.”

More words to remember:

Elizabeth: “We’re going to play a game.  I’m the King, Mommy, you are the Queen and Emma, you are the Piggie.”