Friday, April 29, 2011

Think Show!

Meredith and I spent some time this afternoon checking out her class's Think Show projects. Lots of fabulous letters to Obama, bubble maps comparing presidents, and each student's project showcasing one president (we got Teddy). Mer was deservedly proud of all the great work.



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Sunday, April 24, 2011

And Now Presenting: Madeline at Two


I am late with this post because I've been chasing Madeline. And I have a hunch I'll be chasing her for years.


This will probably be our last stat report, so let me be sure to include it: she's in the 90th percentile for her height (50th for weight, and without going into detail, her head is still large). There are a few tall genes in our family, so it'll be fun to see if she's got them or not.

Let me tell you about the genes we already know she has: intensity, passion, humor. Yep, she's reminding me of Chris in a lot of ways. Madeline loves to connect with people; she seeks them out and makes jokes, laughs, pulls on them, etc. She has a LOT of love and hugs and sweetness. She feels strongly about things and is not easily dissuaded from her intentions (okay, that might be me). She is great at sharing. Except when she's not, and then she's really, really, really bad at it (even for a two year old).


She often calls us mommy-daddy (I've heard I did this). She says "thank you much." She does funny things with her eyes, very knowingly attempting and achieving hilarious results. She pouts better than any child in the history of the world. It is a powerful, powerful pout. And yes, I need to get a picture. She is potty training herself. And in case you ever heard of a child doing this and thought, "oh, wow, that would certainly make things easier," let me assure you that is NOT the case. She "reads" out loud to herself. She talks a lot in real words - but also likes to have conversations in pretend babble...Which is pretty fun.

She loves her sister, and her sister loves her. They are so good at comforting one another; coming running when the other is crying and patting backs and such. There are tea parties and school sessions and there is fury, but mostly there is fun.

She is very quiet and very loud. She dances without music. She runs incredibly quickly, very often in the wrong direction and very often away from me. She "draws" carefully; tiny circles and straight lines. Or, on the table. She's probably not going to be easy to parent. She's probably going to push us and stretch us and break us. And she'll be worth every minute of it.

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Madi at Two: Obsessed with Arsenal


Chris bought this kit for Madeline a couple months ago, and she has since worn it more often than any other item of clothing she's ever had. Once it's on her body, I have to use bargaining and persuasion to get her to change. Today, to her great delight, the children at her school were invited to wear a tee shirt supporting their favorite team. She also yells "Arshena!" whenever she sees this or any of the other Arsenal supporter items throughout our home. Oh yes, she makes her daddy proud. And she makes us all laugh.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Happy Birthday, Sweet Madeline!

Happy birthday, sweet Madeline Jane. We're going to celebrate your birthday properly: with a birthday WEEK. More to come...

Thursday, April 07, 2011

Ballet, Again

While sister's in ballet, we play in the spinning orange chairs. A lot.

Wednesday, April 06, 2011

Meredith's Letter

Well, she froze up a bit in front of the camera, but this is Meredith telling about a letter she wrote at school today. Not earth shattering or anything, but hey, 2 year olds don't have the market cornered on cuteness.

Sunday, April 03, 2011

Success!


If you follow us at all, you know that Meredith is obsessed with sales of all sorts. She has held several impromptu sales in our front yard, and all have been unmitigated flops. I am pleased to report that at this very moment, at our neighbor Rick's garage sale, the brownies are selling like hotcakes. Put this one in the W column. Thank heaven.


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