July 9, 2013
Posted on: July 9, 2013
Little Kai, you are just my little love bug. You adore your sister. Every morning, the first thing you say is, “River! See!” You shimmy out of bed and hunt through the house until you find her. “Riv, hugs!” you say. You love your family and you are happiest when we are all together.
July 8, 2013
Posted on: July 9, 2013
Little Riv, yesterday you dressed up in your favourite costume pieces — a white tutu, pearls, multiple headbands and party shoes with feathers on them. Then you brought me our new favourite book to read: Goodnight, Goodnight Construction Site. “I love trucks!” you said enthusiastically. I love that you live in “and”, and I will try to help you keep that as you grow.
January 22, 2013
Posted on: January 22, 2013
It’s my Dad’s birthday today. We miss you and love you, Dad — you were such a great Grandad to my little people.
January 20, 2013
Posted on: January 20, 2013
Little Riv, when you go to bed each night, we read a book and then we lie down together in “big bed” and sing songs together until you fall asleep. Tonight, you made up a song for me. “Dear Momma,” you sang, “I love you, love you/Close your eyes/Go to sleep, Momma.” You made up a little tune and sang some parts in your own pretend language that you use to tell stories, but you always came back to the same refrain. Thank you for my lullaby, my precious being.
January 18, 2013
Posted on: January 20, 2013
Little ones, when you are being mischievous I call you my monkeys! Of course you interpret this as a signal to continue whatever you are doing with increased enthusiasm. To encourage me to tickle and chase you, Kai says, “Eee, eee!” and signs scratching under his arms, while River giggles, “I’m a monkey baby!”
January 17, 2013
Posted on: January 18, 2013
Little Riv, you suggested we make cookies today. You said, “Momma, I have chocolate cupcake picture on my apron so we should make chocolate cookies!” Can’t argue with that logic!
I found chocolate chips that you can eat as they are peanut-free. No soy, gluten or dairy either, so even Grandma can eat chocolate again. And what better cure for a cold, tiring week than cookies?
January 16, 2013
Posted on: January 17, 2013
There is nothing you two love more than being naked, sun, rain or snow (I apologize in advance to your 13 year old selves, who will be mortified your Ma wrote this). Getting you dressed in the morning is a process. After breakfast, you both strip off your PJ’s and run around the living room and dining room, giggling. River trills out, “We’re running in the nude! We are naked babies!” Kai flaps his arms and hollers, “Nud, nud!” Your father and I follow you around with socks and shirts in the valiant, often fruitless hope that you can be persuaded clothing is necessary. Bless your sweetness and innocence.
January 15, 2013
Posted on: January 17, 2013
You are sick my babies. Colds and snuffles and no sleep. Poor Kai, you cannot breathe through your nose at all. I took you to the grocery store briefly as we needed supplies rather urgently, and not even the balloon offered by the cashier helped you cheer up. Apparently even A.A. Milne can we wrong sometimes: “Nobody can be uncheered with a balloon.” Sick babies are the exception, I suppose.
January 14, 2013
Posted on: January 17, 2013
Little Kai, you are a singer now. You initiate singing “Head & Shoulders” by pointing and saying, “Nose, nose!” When we sing the “This Train” song, you sing the refrain of “Choo, choo!” You also applaud for Momma whenever I sing with you (you are very gracious, love).
January 12, 2013
Posted on: January 12, 2013
Little Kai, you love all living creatures. The other day, you sat beside Kira-dog, put your arm around her back and ever so gently laid your cheek against hers. You hugged her and made little kissing noises. You make excellent animal sounds — from the “meeh, meeh” of a sheep in a picture book, to an excited chirp whenever we see a bird outside.
Momma Joy 