Too much take out p'raps?

Pretend play rocks.

Ryanne's currently sitting on the couch pretending to drive. After a bit, she stops waving her hands back and forth (around the steering wheel) and grabs the receiver for the baby monitor.

"I'd like grill cheese, please. And bake potato, add cheese."

This is very revealing. 1) I think she wants to go to the coffee house where those are the two things she usually gets to pick from. 2) She likes cheese, but I knew that.

When she gets the potato, she downs practically the entire inside of it and sometimes some skin, too. It's a respectably sized russet. The kid can eat.

Like Aunt Mawy Kay

When Corin was born, I had a selection of presents set aside for him to give to Ryanne. He gave her one gift each day for half a week.

The first day, he gave her the baby boy for her doll house family. The next day, he gave her a book she's been playing with every time we go to B&N (this Dora story book with a projector and little discs - like a ViewMaster that you can see on the wall). Then he gave her a stethoscope that actually works (albeit quietly). Last was Finding Nemo.

The stethoscope was a huge hit. She took it to the midwife's office and proudly listened to everyone there. She listens to me and to Corin regularly.

She remembers clearly the time we were in NY and Auntie MK listened to her heartbeat and took her blood pressure, etc. She's declared that she's going to be a midwife and listen to heartbeats like aunt Mawy Kay. I haven't explained that MK isn't working on being a midwife as RC still thinks midwives are doctors, etc. Someday we'll work on the difference, but I think it's kind of neat that the 'I want to be' stage is starting already. Lucky for us, she's got some AWESOME role models.

School prep

So I just about cried a couple of weeks ago when we went to Target to get RC's backpack and lunchbox so she can go to Mother's Day Out (pre-school, 9a-1p, 2 days a week) at the YMCA. I told Chrys and he kept trying to focus me on the 2 day old Corin in the cart. I asked him what I was supposed to do in 3 years when this was him. His only response was that I should stop watching RC at that point. *wah*

She proudly picked out a My Little Pony backpack (complete with hair) and a Hello Kitty lunch box. Then she wouldn't take them off and proceeded to walk the rest of Target with the backpack on (it's 3/4 of her size, by the way) and the lunch box in hand. It was so bittersweet watching my baby parade through the aisles with her big girl stuff.

Tonight, we made her lunch together after a long debate about how she didn't want "tuna and egg" and I kept reiterating the "or". Eventually, she picked egg salad. It's crazy hard to make a portable lunch for someone that won't eat a sandwich.

She's taking egg salad, strawberries, cheese, raisins and veggie booty. I'll try to squeeze a juice box in there and put a water bottle in her backpack, too. The lunch box is looking pretty full, though. It's all packed in plastic bowls and she can open them without too much effort. Hopefully she won't send it all flying tomorrow when she tries to do it there.

We'll see how much she eats. Normally, she'd down all of that and ask for more, but I expect she'll be a lighter eater as she doesn't seem to be in a growth spurt right now and tomorrow should be pretty exciting stuff.

*sigh* Tomorrow. Time just needs to slow down.

Drawing

RC has started really drawing things instead of just scribbling. Both of these were on her magnetic board in the car.

The one on the left is me. I was still pregnant (hence the large circle in the middle of my body. You can see a head, eyes, mouth, etc. I think the thing on top of my head is my ponytail.














The one on the right is daddy. He's got legs, but no distinct head. I think she drew this one first and then incorporated some of our questions into the one of me.