RC has always called all letters ABs. When we were in Japan, this included kana and kanji as well as the Roman alphabet. Turns out that we REALLY need to work on individual letter recognition now.
Tonight, she saw letters on a sign above our clock and started saying the alphabet. She said the whole thing. She's getting faster, but it takes a looooooong time to let us know she saw a letter.
Lilypie Kids Birthday tickers
Wednesday, March 29, 2006
Monday, March 27, 2006
More ABCs
Saturday night, we went out for dinner. On the way home, RC was using her straw as a microphone.
"ABCDEFGHIKKLMNOPQRSTUVWXY and Z. I'm not done yet. Now I sing ABCs, x time sing with me. I'm DONE!
ABCDEFG. I'm not done yet. ABCDEFG. I'm not done yet. WX. I'm not done. Y and Z. I'm not done. x time sing with me. I'm DONE!"
It went on with various letters being strung together and various insertions of "I'm not done yet" in random places for most of the drive home.
At one point, I asked her if I could sing it. "No. I'm not done." She sang a few more times and then says, "Mommy sing with straw." The straw was passed forward and I sang into the straw. She laughed hysterically and shouted, "You did it" when I was finished. I gave the straw back and she kept right on singing for the rest of the drive.
"ABCDEFGHIKKLMNOPQRSTUVWXY and Z. I'm not done yet. Now I sing ABCs, x time sing with me. I'm DONE!
ABCDEFG. I'm not done yet. ABCDEFG. I'm not done yet. WX. I'm not done. Y and Z. I'm not done. x time sing with me. I'm DONE!"
It went on with various letters being strung together and various insertions of "I'm not done yet" in random places for most of the drive home.
At one point, I asked her if I could sing it. "No. I'm not done." She sang a few more times and then says, "Mommy sing with straw." The straw was passed forward and I sang into the straw. She laughed hysterically and shouted, "You did it" when I was finished. I gave the straw back and she kept right on singing for the rest of the drive.
Fffffffff
The other night, Chrys was trying to get RC to say the "f" sound. Right now, she says "pinger", "pood", "poot (foot)", etc. She was talking about the owie on her pinger and Chrys says to her "fffffffffinger" so she repeats "ffffffffffpinger". It was really hilarious. After a bit, she was starting to drop the "p" and get just the "ffffffinger" out.
At this point, I don't know what possessed him. He decided to try to get her to pucker up and give him a kiss. He asked her if she could pucker her lips. Well, given the lesson that she just learned she decided to replace the "p" with "ffffff".
I ducked around the corner and tried to hide my laughs in my elbow, but could still hear him laughing.
At this point, I don't know what possessed him. He decided to try to get her to pucker up and give him a kiss. He asked her if she could pucker her lips. Well, given the lesson that she just learned she decided to replace the "p" with "ffffff".
I ducked around the corner and tried to hide my laughs in my elbow, but could still hear him laughing.
Friday, March 24, 2006
Working on the ABCs
HIJKLMNOP URSWXY and Z
ABCD QRWXYZ
QRSWXY and Z
Those are the renditions I've managed to catch in the last 5 minutes. I'm most impressed by the random starting point and the coverage of letters from there. She's even catching most of the "now I know my ABCs" piece at the end.
She doesn't seem to like starting at A. I had to prompt to get that one. Her voluntary ones all start somewhere in the middle.
ABCD QRWXYZ
QRSWXY and Z
Those are the renditions I've managed to catch in the last 5 minutes. I'm most impressed by the random starting point and the coverage of letters from there. She's even catching most of the "now I know my ABCs" piece at the end.
She doesn't seem to like starting at A. I had to prompt to get that one. Her voluntary ones all start somewhere in the middle.
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
27 months, 1 day
After my long lament on how horrid weaning felt, I undid it. When she woke the next morning, she nursed her little heart out and we both felt much more secure and happy. It was good.
After that, we began the slow process to weaning for real. I knew I wanted her weaned sooner rather than later. However, I also knew that I needed to do it gently.
We started off by keeping our no nursing after dinner requirement and adding to that that there was no nursing until 7am. She's getting decent at detecting patterns on the clock and I hoped this would work. It did. My frequent waker went to sleeping through the night on a regular basis. It was delightful.
After a few weeks, we added no nursing after lunch. That eliminated her nap time nursing. A few weeks later, we went to no nursing after breakfast which eliminated all but her first nursing of the morning.
The last step was, by far, the hardest. That first nursing of the morning bought me valuable sleep time and she kept moving it earlier and earlier. Eventually, though, we got her down to one side after 7am. We did that for a week or so and then we just started getting out of bed as soon as she woke. If she asked for milk, she was given (organic skim) cow's milk whenever I had it available. Sometimes, I just tell her that mommy's milk is gone.
When we were in Albany, she managed to find a breast and latch on. She was delighted, but I don't think she got much and seemed a little disappointed.
She still asks for milk sometimes when we're cuddled up. More often, she simply asks to suck on my fingers and I'll have to figure out a way to wean her from that, too. She switches comfort methods on a regular basis, but with me, that's always been the one constant. Right now, her favorite is holding hands or covering her ears. That's only when I tell her that my fingers have too many owies, though.
The last morning that she nursed, she was 27 months, 1 day. It was 3 months longer than my goal for her. I am happy we lasted so long and sometimes have a bit of remorse that we aren't nursing still. The remorse is usually countered by putting on a cute bra that's actually a little big in the cup these days and doesn't have any nursing hooks or one glance at the scabs on the backs of my fingers that brings on the utter delight that those aren't the scabs anywhere else.
After that, we began the slow process to weaning for real. I knew I wanted her weaned sooner rather than later. However, I also knew that I needed to do it gently.
We started off by keeping our no nursing after dinner requirement and adding to that that there was no nursing until 7am. She's getting decent at detecting patterns on the clock and I hoped this would work. It did. My frequent waker went to sleeping through the night on a regular basis. It was delightful.
After a few weeks, we added no nursing after lunch. That eliminated her nap time nursing. A few weeks later, we went to no nursing after breakfast which eliminated all but her first nursing of the morning.
The last step was, by far, the hardest. That first nursing of the morning bought me valuable sleep time and she kept moving it earlier and earlier. Eventually, though, we got her down to one side after 7am. We did that for a week or so and then we just started getting out of bed as soon as she woke. If she asked for milk, she was given (organic skim) cow's milk whenever I had it available. Sometimes, I just tell her that mommy's milk is gone.
When we were in Albany, she managed to find a breast and latch on. She was delighted, but I don't think she got much and seemed a little disappointed.
She still asks for milk sometimes when we're cuddled up. More often, she simply asks to suck on my fingers and I'll have to figure out a way to wean her from that, too. She switches comfort methods on a regular basis, but with me, that's always been the one constant. Right now, her favorite is holding hands or covering her ears. That's only when I tell her that my fingers have too many owies, though.
The last morning that she nursed, she was 27 months, 1 day. It was 3 months longer than my goal for her. I am happy we lasted so long and sometimes have a bit of remorse that we aren't nursing still. The remorse is usually countered by putting on a cute bra that's actually a little big in the cup these days and doesn't have any nursing hooks or one glance at the scabs on the backs of my fingers that brings on the utter delight that those aren't the scabs anywhere else.
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