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Sunday, June 26, 2011
Saturday, June 18, 2011
I Love You This Much.
After giving you your bath (where, by the way, we did flashcards, and you knew nearly ALL of your letters. --which AMAZES me.) -- we then settled into your room.
Daddy. Mumma, and Sophie!
You carefully carried your step stool to the shelf were your tea set was, brought that down, and made tea for all of us!
We talked about our day, while you scooped the sugar (12 scoops) into our cups and stirred them with such love and concentration. Daddy asked for milk, to which you told him, "No milk, Daddy. That's for coffee. This is tea."
You're so funny! And smart. More than that though, you know what you want. You have a very strong spirit, and do we ever get a kick out of it!
After our 'tea party', Daddy said goodnight, leaving me to put you to bed (he always says I'm a miracle worker at getting you down).
At first, you put up a fight, trying every trick in the book.
Story.
Song.
Drink.
Dress up cloths.
That's when I said 'no'.
And you literally went to bed kicking and screaming. It was exhausting to see your eyes filled with tears and to hear your sweet, little voice say, "Be nice to me, Mumma."
"Sophie, I am nice to you. It's time for bed. The moon is out, and we need to go to sleep to start our day tomorrow." I said, while you studied me with focus. I continued, "Did you have a good day today?"
"Yeah." You whispered.
"Do you know how much I love you?" You waited for my answer, "I love you this much!" I said stretching my arms as far as they could stretch, wide open.
And that's when you threw your arms around me, hugging me tightly.
"Sophie yuv you too, Mumma."
Yes, it was a good day.
Daddy. Mumma, and Sophie!
You carefully carried your step stool to the shelf were your tea set was, brought that down, and made tea for all of us!
We talked about our day, while you scooped the sugar (12 scoops) into our cups and stirred them with such love and concentration. Daddy asked for milk, to which you told him, "No milk, Daddy. That's for coffee. This is tea."
You're so funny! And smart. More than that though, you know what you want. You have a very strong spirit, and do we ever get a kick out of it!
After our 'tea party', Daddy said goodnight, leaving me to put you to bed (he always says I'm a miracle worker at getting you down).
At first, you put up a fight, trying every trick in the book.
Story.
Song.
Drink.
Dress up cloths.
That's when I said 'no'.
And you literally went to bed kicking and screaming. It was exhausting to see your eyes filled with tears and to hear your sweet, little voice say, "Be nice to me, Mumma."
"Sophie, I am nice to you. It's time for bed. The moon is out, and we need to go to sleep to start our day tomorrow." I said, while you studied me with focus. I continued, "Did you have a good day today?"
"Yeah." You whispered.
"Do you know how much I love you?" You waited for my answer, "I love you this much!" I said stretching my arms as far as they could stretch, wide open.
And that's when you threw your arms around me, hugging me tightly.
"Sophie yuv you too, Mumma."
Yes, it was a good day.
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Hot Tea, Hot Polish
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| Sophie. |
While getting my nails ready for a Tiger's game tonight, you sweetly told me that your purple polish was coming off (it wasn't) and that you want nails like Momma. So, that's what we did.
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| Momma. |
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