Sunday, November 26, 2006

It's Destructive


Putting Eleanor to bed tonight. Sometimes her cd player skips and the music sounds strange. As I leave the room tonight she asks me to turn the music off because, "It's destructive". After turning off the music, Eleanor asks me, "Did you turn the music off?" I said that I had and she continues, "Why?"

Thursday, November 23, 2006

Your Momma

Eleanor is way into familial relationships. She is frequently asking "Momma, who is your momma?" and so on and so forth to the nth degree. She has these relationsips pretty well figured out. For Thanksgiving today, we went over to Nana's for an amazing Thanksgiving dinner. When we later decided to go bowling with the kids, Nana volunteered to stay home with Gemma. As we are leaving in the van, Eleanor comments that, "Dadda, Gemma is staying home with your momma."

We had a great time eating, bowling, and playing today. Both girls adore their cousins, Boo and Tris.


Famili

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Mush Veil

Eleanor calls Gemma's baby food "mush". She can't stand the stuff and will gag and at times throw up at the site of the baby food. Pleasant, I know. Makes it tough to feed both girls at once. We were trying to speed up the process today and asked Eleanor, "Do you think you'll throw up if we feed Gemma mush?" She said yes, so I proposed we needed a "mush veil". She instantly exclaimed, "I DON'T NEED A MUSH VEIL! What is a mush veil?"

Gemma now has a little tooth emerging on her top jaw. So, with just these two little tooth buds, she has learned to grind her teeth. Yikes. It is quite a sound!

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Quote of the Day


Eleanor says the funniest things and does so with such frequency, that I can never recall what she has said. So, over the next week, I will post an Eleanor quote for each day. I wasn't home most of today, but listening over the monitor tonight while Jud was trying to get her back into bed after she got up to use the bathroom for at least fourth time I heard:

"Dad, I don't need help. I'm a big girl. I need my privacy".

Poor Gemma has been up nights coughing and "horking". But, Dad to the rescue - Here you see her rocked soundly asleep. What an angel.

Monday, November 20, 2006

When I grow Up

Last night it was, "what do you want to be when you grow up, Eleanor?"
"I want to have five jobs."
"Five!"
"Doctor, Princess, Mermaid, Pirate..."
She pauses to think. Knows that she's only listed four.
"Arista."
(Anoter mermaid.)

Swinging

The girls are as much fun as ever, but have been particularly busy lately. I've overheard Nana referring to Eleanor as "Hurricane Eleanor" and this is an apt name. Her language and thinking processes are just taking off. She is so entertaining. It would take me more than every waking minute to properly write down all the funny things this girl says. And meanwhile, she would be wrestling Ms. Gemma to the ground and fighting over a toy she truly didn't care about until Gemma started playing with it.

El always goes to sleep with a pile of books in her bed. She reads them, and then throws them over the side when she's done. She's very opinionated about what books she does or does not want each night. I know she's still awake when I am still hearing them clunk to the floor every couple of minutes. We bought some books at a library book sale. One was a Golden Book version of the Christmas Story. I guess the illustrations were not interesting enough to her. Tonight, when I was handing her books, she threw the book over the side saying, "I don't like Jesus".

Gemma is still just a joyful little girl. Several nights ago, she discovered they joys of sleeping on her tummy. I'm hoping this will revolutionize our sleeping schedule. It is desperately in need of a makeover. Tonight, she fell asleep cuddling with me positioned literally cheek to cheek. You gotta love these moments.

Lately, Gems has been having a lot of fun imitating others. She plays peekaboo using a curtain, gives razzes when you ask, and will even clap. Today, I realized she was imitating me chewing bubble gum. I kept opening her mouth to see what was there, but nothing was. I realized that she was mimicking my chewing motion as I chewed my gum.

Here are some pictures of the girls doing one thing they can have fun doing together.

Monday, November 06, 2006

"Evil" for short...

I was just putting Eleanor up to bed for quiet time. We were lying on the floor, having just read the tale of Two Bad Mice, which she very much appreciated. I said, “well, I'd better go downstairs and get to work.” “Can we make believe this is your work?” she asked. “Sure” I said. “Do you sleep at work?” “No.” “Why?” “You can't sleep and work at the same time.” She thought about it and I guess she must've said she was going to make believe it was HER work. So I said, “What do you do for work?” “I work at evil Wal-Mart. For Dresses. We call it 'Evil' for short.”

Thursday, November 02, 2006

Halloween and more...

So much going on with the two little ones. Halloween was such fun with our little Beauty and the Beast.

Gemma's first tooth broke through the day before Halloween. Since then, she has been sleeping much better - thank goodness. This little girl is a mover! She loves to stand and dance - her whole body shaking up and down. Today, she did her crazy little dance for five seconds without holding on to anything today.

Eleanor's language brings humor to everyday life. Jud and I overheard her talking to her cousin, Tris. He was talking about Halloween parties and Eleanor's voice chimes in clearly, "Speaking of which" and segues into her typical talk about planning her birthday party (in March). Today, when I turned off the music in the van before "her" song was done, she shouts out, "Momma, your broke my heart".

Sunday, October 15, 2006

Late Nights with Gemma

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Gemma and her mom often don't get good quality time until after big sister Eleanor is in bed. Gems is quite a ham and loves to stand up on anything. She has a habit of pulling the carpet up and trying to eat the little pieces of whatever (dirt, hair, leaves - yum) that collects under there. She knows I don't approve, and you can see she looks guilty in this shot.

Fall is Patriots Season...and pizza...


Eleanor and Jud make a mean pizza from scratch for Patriot's viewing. Some chef's add aprons or other apparel in order to keep their clothes clean. Eleanor has an alternate way to keep her clothes clean. (I'm surprised it hasn't caught on with the late night televised cooking shows.)

Friday, September 22, 2006

Growing into the role

Being a big sister has not come naturally to Eleanor, but she is really starting to enjoy the role. She has learned to stop Gemma from crying by playing "Peek a Boo". She also knows which toys Gemma likes and will bring them when asked (usually). She'll push Gemma in her swing outside. Today, it broke my heart to see her assuming the role of big sister by gently holding Gemma in the wagon as we picked apples in an orchard. What a sweety.

Chesire Cat Princess

I don't know about everyone else, but Alice in Wonderland is a big hit in our home. For awhile, Eleanor would run around saying "I'm late, I'm late, for a very important date..." I must say, with all her quick dashing she did a smashing impression of the white rabbit.
When we went to the Arts festival last weekend, Eleanor had her face painted to look like a cat. When asked what color stripes she wanted, she replied, "Purple, so I can be the Chesire cat."(Of course Chesire sounds remarkably like Treasure coming from Eleanor, but most adults still understand the reference.) At the next arts activity, Eleanor decorated a crown and declared herself "The Chesire Cat Princess". And here she is, though the paint is a bit faded as I had to wait till I got home to get a snapshot. I never seem to have my camera when I really need it.

A Justin Timberlake Fan?

I remember the first time Eleanor crawled forward. It was at Grandma Eleanor's house in Michigan. She needed some real incentive, something she really loved to get her moving. For Eleanor, it was the TV remote. Several nights ago, Jud and I watched Gemma crawl forward for the first time to reach the Justin Timberlake picture on the cover of Rolling Stone. And, she's off. Wish us luck...

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

7 months


Tomorrow, Gemma is 7 months old. Time really flies. She's still a smiley little girl, though she prefers to be cuddled while sleeping or becomes grouchy. Her language is limited to "da-da", playing with other random syllables, and making razzes. She sits very independently and lunges forward, but no major crawling. She will pull herself to standing when a good support is around and loves to jump in her "Johnny Jump Up." As you can see, Gemma is now taking baths in the big girl tub with her sister, who willingly dowses her sister even without a request. Foods are still pretty limited - baby food of the fruit in veggie type along with nursing. But we're not rushing her.
Many happy memories of this little one in the past 7 months. Happy Month Day Gemster!

Angels and Demons

Little girls are mostly angels, but there is a bit of devil in them. Eleanor and I found angel wings and halo at Target (our favorite store). When I tried to put the wings on over her clothes, Eleanor insisted she first needed to remove all her clothes to make the costume work. And I do mean ALL of her clothes. This is the "G" rated version.

In other news, Eleanor had her first day at preschool today. Jud reports she was excited to go and had a great day. I can't believe she's old enough!

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Daddy's Girls

I had my first official day back at work on Thursday. I knew that I left the girls in good hands with their father. When I returned, I held Gemma in my lap as I talked to Jud about their day. Gemma clearly said "Da-da" and turned to look at her dad. That girl is a quick study with her father. I've been working on "Ma-ma" with her for months!

Gemma had been sleeping well, but took to waking frequently in the night starting the night before I returned to work (and could really have used some sleep). Good thing she's cute.

The two girls are starting to enjoy interactions, though El still tends to be a little rough. Eleanor would prefer to sit on her younger sister or cover Gemma's head with a blanket, but can pretty easily be persuaded to give her a kiss on the head or make silly faces to make her laugh instead.

Saturday, September 02, 2006

The latest technology


Eleanor was playing with the computer keyboard, counting each number as she touched the key. She paused after nine and asked "Where is 10?" I gave her an explanation about how ten could be made using the zero and one keys. She kind of listened and then added at the end. "Momma, maybe next time we get a computer, we'll get one that has a 10!"

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Even good times must come to an end.






Auntie Joey arrived the next day and Uncle Matt (Goozer Guy) made lots of time to hang out with the crew. The guys found a couple chances to play vids and Jud was able to conquer "Snood". Gemma, for some reason, enjoys Snood and continues in Maine to fall asleep on daddy's lap while he is playing.

We had a great trip to the zoo where Eleanor was somehow able to put aside her deep seeded terror of sheep and pat both sheep and goats in the "petting zoo". The older girls, Mars, Grammy, and Joey were able to pet and feed the more exotic rays and sharks. We had a picnic in the middle of several flocks of geese and ducks without attack or mess. Eleanor enjoyed the otters and the "acheetah".

Mom hosted a "music and game" night on Tuesday that was a fun way to visit with folks and gave them an opportunity to hear some of Jud's music. Jud had a successful gig in Saginaw at a venue to which he will return in December.

We also made at least three trips to the beach. We tended to favor the North Shore Park as it is easier to get to the water and more family friendly. Eleanor was in the water for hours, with the adults taking turns swimming with her, playing with Gemma under the umbrella, or taking a nap. (It takes a lot of energy to load up MINH and get the show on the road to the beach). Another fun water excursion was the Rycenga cousins pool party hosted by Aunt Carol.

On one night we had some great Mexican and Cold Stone Creamery. The performance of the West Shore Symphony that we caught at Spring Lake Park intrigued Eleanor, who listened intently on my lap. Jud and I also had several nights out, including an anniversary outing to watch the sun set, walk the beach, and see the full moon rise.

Michigan always involves at least one shopping trip, a visit to Dairy Treat, a night of Chinese food, late night euchre games and lots of visiting time. We missed Rachel and Joel very much, but they needed a chance to catch up after Joel's extended stay in Uganda. Of course, Thom was missed as well, but we didn't expect him to make the trip from Papua New Guinea.


I had lots of fun details about the girls and the visit that are now evading recall, but suffice to say, it was a very good vacation and we miss everyone in Michigan terribly.

Monday, August 28, 2006

Coast Guard Trip Continues




To continue the Coast Guard saga, Saturday was likely the fullest day the kids have seen. The Coast Guard parade was long, but we had a great partially shady spot at Ashley's family's place. Gemma slept through a great deal of it. I wasn't sure what El would do when the fire engines came by, but she was not too scared, covering her ears and hugging her folks. She sat with Van and Cade, and they all came away with sticky faces and cups/pockets full of candy.

Another party and Aunt Bec's and straight to the fireworks. Or the long walk to the fireworks, which didn't start until 10:30. By the end, Eleanor no longer covered her ears and has positive memories of them, so I think she wasn't traumatized. Grammy bought us all the"glow in the dark necklaces" that I always coveted as a child.

Eleanor was exhausted enough to fall asleep in the stroller ride back to the car with Gemma sleeping in her BambiniStyle sling. I've always rather enjoyed the late night exodus from the fireworks - with crowds of people flocking in one direction, blocking the streets, stumbling about with a united goal - to get home and to bed. Call me crazy, but good memories.