Ryanne has been very, VERY good at helping lately. Yesterday, I told her to go turn off the television (which she had turned on) and she did. She also got her shoes, as requested. She will put things back in their correct location when I ask her. She's really turning into a little person.
This afternoon, she and I were playing Legos. She got bored and wanted her Weebles. I told her we had to clean up the Legos and she did (and the blocks that were with them). Each was carefully put in it's proper container. When we started the process, I commented on what a big girl she was cleaning up. I always try to praise her with "good girl" when she helps with things.
As we finished, I thanked her for her help with cleaning. As she put the last thing away, I hear "ah cee g irl". I don't know if RC's a big girl or a good girl, but I'll agree with either.
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Friday, April 22, 2005
Wednesday, April 20, 2005
Peet ahhh
Ryanne's favorite game is Peek-a-Boo. She will play it whenever and wherever. She's getting creative - hands over her eyes, hands over my eyes, hiding behind curtains, the sofa, blankets, etc. She gets quite in to it and always giggles like a fiend when we play.
Today for her nap, she decided to take her Peek-a-Boo book to bed with her. She grabbed the book and ran into the bedroom. As I walked in, I hear "peet ahh" over and over again. She was interacting with the book (for the first time that I've seen). She lifted all of the flaps and yelled "peeet ahhh" at each one. She was in heaven.
As I headed out of the room, she lifted up the blanket that I always throw on her and yelled "peet ahhh" at me. Then she blew me a kiss. What fun!
Today for her nap, she decided to take her Peek-a-Boo book to bed with her. She grabbed the book and ran into the bedroom. As I walked in, I hear "peet ahh" over and over again. She was interacting with the book (for the first time that I've seen). She lifted all of the flaps and yelled "peeet ahhh" at each one. She was in heaven.
As I headed out of the room, she lifted up the blanket that I always throw on her and yelled "peet ahhh" at me. Then she blew me a kiss. What fun!
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
Return of face plant
I almost forgot...she's been falling a lot lately. Mostly carelessness on her part. She gets running and her feet just seem to get tangled up. When she was learning to crawl, she would push herself up on her hands and then fall forward - face plant - to move so I dubbed her such. I think I'm going to revive that nickname.
Yesterday, she decided she could take one of the big hills at the park by herself. Going down. She started down ok. Picked up some speed. Ended up running. Got going really fast. Splat! Next thing I know, she's gotten away from me and is face down, sliding the rest of the way down the hill. She only went a few inches, in reality. She was SO close to the bottom. She's got some little scrapes from her forehead to her cheek. They're nothing big.
She also thinks she's VERY tall. She wants to take the stairs on the slide two at a time. Mind you, these stairs are each about half her height. This weekend, she missed and almost went down them backwards. I caught her before she even finished slipping, though.
Ironically, Chrys and I had just been discussing when we would be able to just let her go running through the park and not worry about her. We decided it would probably never happen because we'd worry about something. After she slipped, I told him it certainly wasn't today, or anytime soon. She has no concept of her limitations - what 1 year old does? - and I'd hate for something to happen. I see moms with little kids not much older than she that just let them run while they sit on the sidelines. I'm too worried about her falling and really hurting herself. Maybe it's because she's fallen some that I worry more. I'm just not that cavalier about her safety, though.
Yesterday, she decided she could take one of the big hills at the park by herself. Going down. She started down ok. Picked up some speed. Ended up running. Got going really fast. Splat! Next thing I know, she's gotten away from me and is face down, sliding the rest of the way down the hill. She only went a few inches, in reality. She was SO close to the bottom. She's got some little scrapes from her forehead to her cheek. They're nothing big.
She also thinks she's VERY tall. She wants to take the stairs on the slide two at a time. Mind you, these stairs are each about half her height. This weekend, she missed and almost went down them backwards. I caught her before she even finished slipping, though.
Ironically, Chrys and I had just been discussing when we would be able to just let her go running through the park and not worry about her. We decided it would probably never happen because we'd worry about something. After she slipped, I told him it certainly wasn't today, or anytime soon. She has no concept of her limitations - what 1 year old does? - and I'd hate for something to happen. I see moms with little kids not much older than she that just let them run while they sit on the sidelines. I'm too worried about her falling and really hurting herself. Maybe it's because she's fallen some that I worry more. I'm just not that cavalier about her safety, though.
"Daibobu"
We went to the park for a little bit today. Ryanne was playing on the swings next to a little girl that was "pushing" her daddy. The little girl tripped and fell pretty hard. She was crying. Next thing I know, Ryanne's launched herself out of the swing and is "shhhh"ing the little girl. I told Ryanne that the little girl was ok, daijobu (it's alright). Ryanne started saying "daibobu" and walking around the park with her finger to her lips. She kept looking back at the little girl until the little girl moved on. I was surprised at the compassion from my almost 18 month old (YIKES!).
She also spent today saying "ma-mee" and "da-dee". Her pronunciation of them is kind of cute. Chrys and I call each other "mama" and "dada" so I guess she's making this transition mostly on her own, which I find interesting. I wonder what will stick when she's done experimenting. I don't mind either title, really. I figure she'll pick something she likes to call me and as long as it's not profane or "mother", I'm good.
She also spent today saying "ma-mee" and "da-dee". Her pronunciation of them is kind of cute. Chrys and I call each other "mama" and "dada" so I guess she's making this transition mostly on her own, which I find interesting. I wonder what will stick when she's done experimenting. I don't mind either title, really. I figure she'll pick something she likes to call me and as long as it's not profane or "mother", I'm good.
Friday, April 15, 2005
Free Lovin'
Ryanne loves everybody these days. Her favorite thing to do right now is "bye bye. Ah dub du" to any and everything. Today, I got as many hugs and kisses as I could ask for. She was more than willing to dish them out, and I loved every one of them. She's a great hugger.
She is also getting more into clean up. She'll put books on the shelf or toys in the bin if I ask her to. She'll also clean up her messes. (Like tonight, she was dumping water from cup to cup - went well small to large, not so well the other way. She cleaned up the spill so no one would slip on the tile. Loved it!) The big one, though, is her diapers. As soon as I'm done wiping her off, she starts yelling "Toe Away." I am lucky to get the new diaper sealed most days before she's grabbed the dirty one and is running for the trash can.
She's learning to blow her nose. Most times, she'll refuse to even try. If you can get her to wrinkle up her nose, though, she'll give you a little blow. This is particularly handy right now as she's battling yet another runny nose. Teething, bad sand at the park - who knows. The tissue, though, gotta throw it away, too.
Her current obsession is bare feet in the car. Most days, I'm lucky to get in the front seat before she's pulling the velcro open on her shoes. Those come off quickly, then the socks. Then the socks go on the hands. Pretty effortlessly, which demonstrates some coordination that I feel I lack some days so I'm impressed. Then she'll wave, fake blow her nose, clap (noiselessly which cracks her up), or just plain goof off with her socks on her hands. We couldn't get her to wear mittens in the snow, but socks on her hands in the spring - sign her up!
Today we went swimming. She kicked til she could barely move her legs. She loved being in the floaties. I let her go a couple of times so she could really experience just being in the water. I was right there, but I let her know I wasn't holding her. She'd kick a bit and propel herself forward a bit. Loved that! She showed her typical new place apprehension, but warmed quickly and was giggling and cheering by the end. I even got a bonus fit when it was time to stop playing with the toys and get out - go me!
Yesterday, we went to her gym playgroup for the first time in over a month. She actually cried when the lady first came up to her. Now, this is the kid that loves everyone. Strangers in the park are allowed to hold her, yet she CRIED on my shoulder when we got there. Not sure what was wrong with it, but it took her most of the first hour to warm up to the place and end up laughing and running around with the rest of the kids. Maybe it's because her naps were messed up so we could go to the bigger kid class. Maybe it's that she's feeling a little under the weater. Maybe the lady is just TOO in her face. Maybe it's just been too long since we've been there. All I know is that I hope she's better there next week - I felt so bad for her.
She is also getting more into clean up. She'll put books on the shelf or toys in the bin if I ask her to. She'll also clean up her messes. (Like tonight, she was dumping water from cup to cup - went well small to large, not so well the other way. She cleaned up the spill so no one would slip on the tile. Loved it!) The big one, though, is her diapers. As soon as I'm done wiping her off, she starts yelling "Toe Away." I am lucky to get the new diaper sealed most days before she's grabbed the dirty one and is running for the trash can.
She's learning to blow her nose. Most times, she'll refuse to even try. If you can get her to wrinkle up her nose, though, she'll give you a little blow. This is particularly handy right now as she's battling yet another runny nose. Teething, bad sand at the park - who knows. The tissue, though, gotta throw it away, too.
Her current obsession is bare feet in the car. Most days, I'm lucky to get in the front seat before she's pulling the velcro open on her shoes. Those come off quickly, then the socks. Then the socks go on the hands. Pretty effortlessly, which demonstrates some coordination that I feel I lack some days so I'm impressed. Then she'll wave, fake blow her nose, clap (noiselessly which cracks her up), or just plain goof off with her socks on her hands. We couldn't get her to wear mittens in the snow, but socks on her hands in the spring - sign her up!
Today we went swimming. She kicked til she could barely move her legs. She loved being in the floaties. I let her go a couple of times so she could really experience just being in the water. I was right there, but I let her know I wasn't holding her. She'd kick a bit and propel herself forward a bit. Loved that! She showed her typical new place apprehension, but warmed quickly and was giggling and cheering by the end. I even got a bonus fit when it was time to stop playing with the toys and get out - go me!
Yesterday, we went to her gym playgroup for the first time in over a month. She actually cried when the lady first came up to her. Now, this is the kid that loves everyone. Strangers in the park are allowed to hold her, yet she CRIED on my shoulder when we got there. Not sure what was wrong with it, but it took her most of the first hour to warm up to the place and end up laughing and running around with the rest of the kids. Maybe it's because her naps were messed up so we could go to the bigger kid class. Maybe it's that she's feeling a little under the weater. Maybe the lady is just TOO in her face. Maybe it's just been too long since we've been there. All I know is that I hope she's better there next week - I felt so bad for her.
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