Back in the middle of May, Mab started saying "Hot!" This is usually accompanied by lots of hand-waving at the hot object.
This was followed a week or so later by "uh-oh."
At the beginning of June, she added "woof, woof," "kitty," "uh-uh," "die-die," which means goodbye, "ah-oo" for "thank you" and "there you go," and "gada," which means Grandad, Daddy, Faelan, etc..
I should note that since at least April, she has been saying "dat" while pointing at something which she wants to be identified or handed to her.
Life is now a series of uh-ohs and uh-uhs: Uh-oh, she's in bed without a toy, she dropped some toast, she stepped on a pebble. Uh-uh, she would not like to go to the toilet, sit in her car seat, come back, or wear that dress.
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Saturday, July 14, 2012
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
April 2012 Photos
We had a number of good times with any amount of friends and relations in all sorts of places last month, but didn't take pictures of any of them. Here follow pictures of my children and home. Yeah.
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| Easter |
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| April Indoors |
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| April Flowers |
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| April Sunshine |
Sunday, April 22, 2012
Song, more or less to the tune of "I Am a Pirate King"
"A pirate bunny is fun to be,
'Cause it is a glorious thing!
I'm in my trouser.
It is a glorious thing
To be a pirate bunny!
I'd rather have an eyepatch
Than a nose.
Oh, he has a thing to keep his eye in.
It's on his forehead
Where his eye should be,
So it can see.
And it's even more a glorious thing
To be a pirate bunny!"
There was a lot more, about swords and things, but I couldn't catch it.
'Cause it is a glorious thing!
I'm in my trouser.
It is a glorious thing
To be a pirate bunny!
I'd rather have an eyepatch
Than a nose.
Oh, he has a thing to keep his eye in.
It's on his forehead
Where his eye should be,
So it can see.
And it's even more a glorious thing
To be a pirate bunny!"
There was a lot more, about swords and things, but I couldn't catch it.
Thursday, April 5, 2012
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
It's Food Frustration Time
Yesterday we gave Mab a whole apple and then opened it for her by taking a bite out of it. Today I gave her an orange slice, but she refused it, and indicated that she wanted a whole orange instead. Well, I gave it to her, and she sat on the kitchen floor, raising it to her lips, bumping it against her mouth, and lowering it again, crying for a good five minutes while I made tea and offered her the slice again. It was clear that she wanted me to open the orange, but oranges don't work that way. Finally Faelan said, "You're just going to have to grate the peel, and then she'll take it." So I cut off some of the peel, she sunk her tooth into it, and all was well.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
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