if she knew that her great-granddaughter was wearing her sunglasses!
Here are a couple more fun times with Granny’s sunglasses: the beach in 2007 and in Alaska in 2009.
if she knew that her great-granddaughter was wearing her sunglasses!
Here are a couple more fun times with Granny’s sunglasses: the beach in 2007 and in Alaska in 2009.
I am so grateful to report that Ellie is definitely getting better. We’ve now gone 36 hours without puking and she’s feeling so much better. Her nose is still running and she has a pretty deep cough. But she’s clearly on her way back to health. How do I know?
She’s playing! By herself! Independent play is welcome in my house, any time. I’m so glad it’s back!
This morning, we also had a fun time practicing most of her words. You’ll note that she still doesn’t say my name. Oh well. One of these years, I guess it will happen! (And sorry about the blurryness of the video – I’m still getting figuring out how to focus the videos on our new camera.)
I think it’s particularly fun that she can say, “Pappou” (“Grandpa” in Greek) now because it’s a two-syllable word that has two different sounds! We’re moving up in the world!
I just found these videos from a few months ago so I thought I’d share them with you.
First, Ellie at 13.5 months – this was one of her favorite things to do with those cups and I always knew where she was in the house!
And at 14 months, here’s Ellie in one of her super-hyper moods dancing with Yiayia and Baba.
I just got this comment on my “Leap Year (#2)” post that I put up last week for my brother, Jon:
The next time I read a blog, I hope that it doesnt disappoint me as much as this one. I mean, I know it was my choice to read, but I actually thought youd have something interesting to say. All I hear is a bunch of whining about something that you could fix if you werent too busy looking for attention.
Obviously, this is spam. The WordPress spam filter caught it but I must say, this is definitely one of the more hilarious spam comments I’ve ever gotten! I’m tempted to authorize it just so it would show up.
Sorry for all my whining and looking for attention! 🙂
Ellie’s still sick. I clearly spoke too soon yesterday. We had more puking last night and an constantly runny nose/congested sinuses/cough today. She’s really pretty miserable. We had a few good minutes this morning so I decided to take advantage of those to get the bathroom cleaned.
“Here Mama, you forgot the broom.”
In the process, she decided to help me with the cleaning!
And in other news, I just discovered recently that Ellie has already pushed through one of her two-year molars. So add that to all four of her canine/eye teeth which she’s pushed through (also way ahead of schedule), and she only has five primary teeth left to go. Not too shabby for a 17-month old!
“I’m just going to look as sick and pitiful as possible.”
Here’s hoping and praying for quick healing for Ellie!
Feel free to skip this post if you’d prefer not to read details about sickness or if talking of puking makes you a bit squeamish. I won’t mind. In fact, I’ll never know!
On Friday, I was sick. Really sick. As in, I could hardly lift my arms for most of the day. I’m feeling much better now thankfully – actually, I was totally fine by Saturday morning. In the interest of not revealing everything to the world, I’ll keep any more details of my sickness a mystery. Suffice it to say, I’m not pregnant.
Come on people.
Saturday was a good day. I got the whole house cleaned up and ready to go for Sunday. It is amazing how quickly everything falls apart when you’re not vigilant!
Saturday night, Ellie starting puking, all over me, all over our bed, all over everything. It was one of the rather more gross things I’ve experienced. By the time it was over, we’d used up just about every towel we own, along with lots of clothes, sheets, burp clothes, and washclothes. Half-crying, half-laughing we got through it. Sunday, she was on and off sick the whole day just as we were doing laundry all day long. Thankfully, today seems to be a better day. She’s currently happily reading books on the floor behind me and other than a constantly runny nose, and a cough, she seems to be fine.
Ellie, happily eating blueberries on Saturday
In case you were wondering, blueberry skins still stain clothing, even after they’ve been partially digested.
All of this sickness, particularly with me being sick on Friday, has really had me thinking about mortality, the shortness of life, heaven, and all that. No, we were never anywhere sick enough to be worried about dying, or even to warrant going to the doctor. But it certainly is a different thing to be sick when you know a baby is depending on you, when another person is totally dependent on you for everything she needs. This was particularly clear to me as Ellie just kept on nursing, both on Friday, while I was sick and on Saturday night, even between times of puking. It was as if she had this compulsion to nurse, nurse, nurse, nurse. And I’m the only one who can meet that need in her. I’m glad she needs me but it’s a big job too. I suppose the need just changes as the baby becomes a kid become a teenager becomes an adult.
I’m part of a team of fabric artists** who are creating banners to hang in our church for Easter. I’m not going to say much more about the project because I don’t want to ruin the surprise/celebration effect when they’re hung up for the Easter season.
But…I just can’t help showing you the picture of the rowhouse that I completed today. I’ve never done any sewing that’s purely decorative and while I must confess I’ve been dreading and putting this off (perhaps due to a fear of failure, will I never learn?), now that I’ve begun, I’m having more fun!
So, I sewed a bunch of strips together – various shades of red and brown for bricks and tan for mortar, like so:
Then I chopped that piece up, added more mortar, sewed it all back together, added windows, etc, and voila! A ROWHOUSE!! AWESOME!!!
I have to make three more rowhouses, plus the rest of the scene, to end up with a 4′ by 5′ banner. That’s going to keep me busy for most of March, I think! My challenge to myself in this project is to create the entire scene using only solid fabric. We’ll see how it goes! I’ll show you the final project after the banners are hung in our church.
**I wasn’t sure what term I should use to describe “a person who sews” so I googled it and came across this discussion, which gave me the courage to describe myself as a fabric artist. It feels a bit presumptuous to say that about myself but I guess I did just sew a row house, which is pretty cool!
Ellie has certainly started to assert herself and to tell us when she doesn’t approve of what we’re doing. For example, if I don’t give her something that she wants (because, perhaps, it’s very dangerous), then she marches off, throws herself on the floor, kicks her legs, and fusses. It usually only lasts for a few seconds and then she’s fine.
Seriously, who taught her how to do this? I certainly didn’t demonstrate it for her!
In the past couple days, she has also started crossing her arms over her chest and making a loud, disapproving noise when she doesn’t like what I’ve done.
Generally, she snaps right out of this with a “Be kind” admonition from me. But clearly, she is becoming her own person who needs some help learning the right way to act!