Our second child is on its way. We've been preparing Amber with what I hope is a healthy angle. We've told her that she's baby #1 and that baby #2 is sleeping in mommy's tummy. A few weeks of this, and we're finally able to ask her: "Amber, where is baby #2?" And she'll say, "Sleeping." Then point to my tummy.
I told her one day that the baby is going to be happy to see her. Will she hug the baby? So she gets up and hugs my tummy.
A few weeks after that, we've got her all settled into her big-girl room. As she's leaving the room one morning, I stopped her, pointed in her old room and made some comments. "You don't need your old room anymore, let's think about giving it to the baby." She ignored me and kept going toward the stairs to go get her morning juice. I dropped the subject and didn't bring it up again. Then two days later, leaving her room together, she stops in the doorway of her old room, she looks up at me and says "Baby's room". We went into the room together and she tells me "baby's crib". Then she became very concerned that there was no pillow in the crib for the baby. :)
And now we've finally been able to tell her that she'll be getting a baby brother. She walks around saying "baby brother" occassionally. It's very cute.
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Neglect
I've neglected this blog!
Amber just turned two, and boy is she a wonderful bundle of patience-testing energy. :) She's talking, oh boy is she talking. Two to three word sentences. I'm always asking her to repeat stuff and she tries nearly every time. Air conditioning, for instance. And she can say it.
I was eating potato and macaroni salad the other day. I don't buy it too often, so when I do, I really enjoy it. So I'm in the kitchen, eating from the container when Amber comes over and says "have some", which is her way of asking if she can have some. So I say sure, always encouraging to try new things. She didn't like the macaroni salad, and said "have some" again, but this time to the potato salad. I asked her if she was sure, it tasted a lot like the other, but she said have some, so I gave her a small bite. Which she promptly spit out. I gave her some juice to get the taste out of her mouth, and she watched me take the fork to the salad again. At which point, she starts backing up and sahking her head. "No, mommy." It tasted so bad to her, she didn't even want ME to eat it. :)
Amber just turned two, and boy is she a wonderful bundle of patience-testing energy. :) She's talking, oh boy is she talking. Two to three word sentences. I'm always asking her to repeat stuff and she tries nearly every time. Air conditioning, for instance. And she can say it.
I was eating potato and macaroni salad the other day. I don't buy it too often, so when I do, I really enjoy it. So I'm in the kitchen, eating from the container when Amber comes over and says "have some", which is her way of asking if she can have some. So I say sure, always encouraging to try new things. She didn't like the macaroni salad, and said "have some" again, but this time to the potato salad. I asked her if she was sure, it tasted a lot like the other, but she said have some, so I gave her a small bite. Which she promptly spit out. I gave her some juice to get the taste out of her mouth, and she watched me take the fork to the salad again. At which point, she starts backing up and sahking her head. "No, mommy." It tasted so bad to her, she didn't even want ME to eat it. :)
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