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.”

Sitting up but still toppling over

Emma is now close to 7 months.  I squeeze her baby legs, press my cheek tight to her baby cheeck, eat her baby toes and kiss the palm of her hand each and many times a day.  At night I look at her and think, “be a baby again tomorrow, Emma.”  She is such a darling and so anxious to keep up with her big sister.  Ellie is the only one who makes Emma giggle to the core of her baby tummy.  I love the way she watches, Elizabeth; with stars glowing in her eyes and two fists pressed to her wide-smiled face; Ellie dances, skips, hops, jumps and sings for her baby sister.  “Emma Baby,” she laughs.  Emma’s chubby legs kick away wanting to be play by her side.  It will be a wonderful day when she does but for now please just be a beautiful baby, Emma.

Elizabeth put this hat on Emma’s head which gave me such a laugh when I walked in the room. 

A Midsummer’s Night Dream

As always, summer is passing much too quickly.  I am on mat leave and Matt, as a teacher, has his summer off.  Fortunately, we have enjoyed many visits with family and friends at the farm and Kavanagh cottage in Bancroft.  It is precious to see Ellie running around with her cousins and friends who create games and design costumes.  Last Wednesday, it was Queen Fairies and Knights.  Cousin Rory used a flutter board from the beach as his shield.  He is 4.  In total, 3 girls and 3 boys aging 2 – 7 ran, screamed, laughed and danced through the field, by the pond and under the apple tree.  It would make Shakespeare smile.

One of our recent visits finished with these words:

Evelyn to Ellie:  We’ll have you over to our house for dinner soon, ok?

Ellie:  Ok.  Will you have drinks for Christine?

Evelyn: Sure, what does your Mom like to drink?

Ellie: Wine.

Evelyn:  Wine.  Ok.  And what does Daddy like?

Ellie: Water.

the name game

It has been said that Elizabeth can be really creative when naming her dolls.  When she was given her first “baby” at just one year, I asked what the doll’s name was and it sounded as though she said, “Myrtle.”  When I repeated that name with a laugh she laughed too.  The name stuck.  Her second doll was given to her when Emma was born.  This one she quickly named, “Sayaka,” after my brother’s girlfriend.  She went on to call a few other random things around the house, Sayaka; her spider plant and the groundhog who lives in the back yard.  Two weeks ago, she suddenly changed Myrtle and Sayaka to Wiggle and Pop and those names have stuck.  However, today she was playing with a new toy and told me it’s name was Help.  We’ll see where all this leads…