How C and her Mama Spent NYE 2008

We started with this:
Added some of this:
Then did This:
This:
And This:
Stopped for a bit to play:
Came back and added some blue:
And ended up with this:

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All the best in 2009!

My Candle is Lit!

For Tiff at http://chroniclesofconception.wordpress.com/ .

Wishes

Happy Holidays everyone!

Muah

So we're listening to the new Ani. I'm tidying up. C is getting into things and pulling things apart. And she is wandering. Every now and then I pick her up and we dance. Or we stand near each other and we dance. She tries to snap her fingers - which is freakin' adorable. Then I go back to the tidying and she goes back to whatever she was getting into. A little while later she comes to me when I am on my hands and knees cleaning the floor in a neglected corner and she puckers up and moves toward my face saying "mmmmmmmm" and plants a big wet kiss on my lips. "MMMmmmuah." She is a kisser and a hugger and a lover. She is spontaneous and in the moment with her love. I can learn a lot from her.

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C is getting really good at using things to get to other things. Stools, chairs, grocery boxes can all be used at stepping and climbing devices. Where she has learned this - I do not know. But last night she made her way up on top of the supper table! She was all proud as she looked back at us (us, with horrified looks on our faces). Wish I had the camera.

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Oh yeah and there is another molar cutting through.

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Enjoy the snow!

An Unexpected Snow Day...

Brings us a morning full of much needed family time.



This is C and her Baba making their way through the neighbourhood. C loves this little sled and hums and sings as it swishes and slides along. She cries in her very 15 month old way when the journey ends and she is back inside.

Brilliant

I understand the concept of "traditions" more and more.

I am baking holiday cookies. Last year C was 3 months or so and she sat in her bouncy seat between naps and nursing and watched me bake. This year C is under my feet in the kitchen getting into this or that cupboard, spreading pots and pans on the floor, banging things with wooden spoons, etc. This time next year she will be 27 months. Will she help me? Will she chit chat my ear off? Who knows. But I get it. And I had these brilliant little flashbacks to the tiny baby she was - smiling and giggling her very first giggles as the cookies baked and I sang silly songs to her.

So much love.

I Love This Picture

C and her Baba this weekend. C is in a pull-sled. We went to the park to see the lights.

Memories

C is 15 months old today.

I am in one of those moods where I want to get stuff cleaned up and cleared out. So A bought some plastic boxes today and I've spent the evening packing up C's old clothes. I have so many memories. I remember when she was swimming in some of these teeny tiny little outfits. I've even packed one of my carriers away- she no longer fits in it and isn't a big fan of being worn now that she can walk. Ohmy the memories.