Thursday, March 19, 2009
Swimming...
Meg enjoys going to swimming, although lets face it I don't think she is going to be the next olympian as she is rather lazy.... Zach and Meg really like each others company. The go to daycare together as well and the teaches say they enjoy doing everythng together ... very sweet.
Poor Megs
Brekkie at The Barn
Saturday, February 14, 2009
Some things Danny does to make me smile...
The way he raises his right eyebrow before he breaks into a smile
The way he tries to hold on to my arm while I try and pat him to sleep
How very hard he tries not to cry
The way he chuckles when you kiss his neck
The happiness in his eyes when he looks at Meg
The way he tries to hold on to my arm while I try and pat him to sleep
How very hard he tries not to cry
The way he chuckles when you kiss his neck
The happiness in his eyes when he looks at Meg
Meg's bedtime rituals
Meg has a string of bedtime rituals. Dub (dub = blanket although she has no trouble saying blanket??) has to be on, feet and hands in. She has to have a dummy in her mouth and 'more' dummy which has to be only 1 more dummy. Any additional dummys have to be placed on her top shelf. With her 'more' dummy she rubs her nose while falling to sleep. She then has to have Pooh Bear and Popar (Polar) bear and on some occasions she needs Piglet and Sully too. She then requires that the fan be on, the light on and door open... oh dear where will this end.... lets hope she doesn't have OCD!
Thursday, February 05, 2009
'Now I now my'
Meg can now sing ABC.... with a couple of interesting pronunciations and 'Now I now my ABC...' She is singing heaps of new songs and tries to sing along to anything she hears.
'and the little one said roll over....roll over'
Danny has been rolling (if you can call it that... more like toppling over) from his tummy to his back for the past few weeks, but today for the first time he rolled from his back to his tummy.
Sunday, February 01, 2009
Conversation with Meg
Meg: Babcia coming to visit?
Me: Oh my sweetie, Babcia has gone far, far away.
Pause
Meg: In a rocket?
Me: Oh my sweetie, Babcia has gone far, far away.
Pause
Meg: In a rocket?
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