Water bottle season

It's Friday evening, 7:45. As our routine usually goes this is about the time E brushes her teeth, picks up her blankie and goes to bed. But I look outside and it's still light out. How in the world will E go to sleep when she doesn't think it's na-night time? The days are getting longer. Spring is finally here.

Luckily E's room has shades and curtains. Her body is definitely ready for bed. I see all the signs for sleep; including a big yawn. So it's a battle with the tooth brush, a frantic search for her blankie and off to bed. She's out like a light by 8:05.


7:45 AM

The first thing I hear before I even realize I am awake is small chitter chatter coming from E's room. I force open my tired eyes, all though this is technically sleeping in for me, and go to get E out of her crib. She's laying out her belly with her arms propping up her head. She's talking to Elmo and Pooh Bear who are sitting across the room. When did she get so big?

I grab her a morning snack and get to work on the kitchen. E is watching The Magic School Bus. R and M are still fast asleep. As I am standing at the sink washing the dishes that wouldn't fit in the dishwasher I realize there are FOUR water bottles sitting on the counters and in the sink. I almost forgot about all these colorful things. Spring is finally here. The days of filling water bottles for soccer games, trips to the park and hours of fun outdoors is here. Cheers to water bottle season.

Raarr!!

Me: "E, what does a tiger say?...Raaarr!"

E: rharh 

And so starts the animal game. Her quiet little whisper, barely a noise was so sweet; even though it was barely a sound. But, she said raar!

I was so excited when she made her tiger noise after I did. I've been trying to teach her for a little more than a week now. She must have felt very adventurous because not only did she raar like a tiger but she said puppy, woof, and meow.

It goes day by day. Some days she is more talkative than others. There will be days she is as quiet as I mouse, riding in the back seat of the car. If I didn't see her little feet moving I'd think she's sleeping. Other days she is a little chatter box, forming sounds I've never heard before. Aunt Trina thinks she is speaking German. Sometimes the noises really sound like it too.

She is growing so fast. I love this new stage she is in. Oh I almost forgot to tell you, she's WALKING! It's been about a week. But, she's got it down now! Or should I say up. I love watching her slowly taking wobbly little steps. When she attempts to carry around a blankie or stuffed animal is adorable too. She has to focus a little harder to keep from toppling over but she usually makes it a couple steps.

We are having so much fun!

Keep Loving.