Ben and Sophie are both now wearing size 4 diapers. Yes, the six-month old and the 22-month old. He’s continuing to be in the 90th percentile, she’s in the 10th. If this trend continues, he may be bigger than she is one of these days. How surreal.
In the past few years I’ve suddenly developed allergies to all sorts of hair-care products that used to be fine. Now I’m afraid to try anything new but I’m getting quite tired of V05.
A major irony: I seem to be allergic to Johnson’s baby shampoo too. So much for no more tears! My eyes are watering after washing the girls’ hair.
Bella’s just started drawing ball and stick figures and I can’t believe how excited I am. I love seeing these cognitive leaps that kids make.
The other day she brought me a paper saying, I drew a turkey. I was surprised to look down and see a rough circle with several sticks coming out of it and a few dots in the circle. She followed up the turkey with several other figures. She also pretended to label them, making a whole bunch of marks on the back that she said were letters.
New Year’s resolutions… I don’t normally do them. But this year I wanted to set myself a goal: Get to confession at least once each month. So far I’m off to a good start. I set up google calendar to email me a reminder of the first Friday of every month and then to pop up a reminder twice on Saturday. I managed to go Jan 2 despite the snow. This helps make up for the fact that I never once made it in Advent, a fact which somehow made Christmas feel a bit dusty this year.
Dom wants to take down the tree tomorrow. I hate to see it go. Partly because I’m still full of regrets for not doing more this Christmas season. Things I had vaguely planned to do just never happened. There isn’t much room in my days for anything beyond taking care of children’s basic needs; but I keep thinking I can squeeze in one or two more things. It’s so hard to let go of all my pretty ideas, especially when I feel I’m letting people down. Like when I didn’t get presents for anyone except the kids.
I thought I had more quick takes. But my brain is mush and Friday is almost over. I guess I’ll just have to go with this.
One of these days Ben will go back to sleeping and I’ll have my writing time back. Right? And a brain which isn’t sleep-fogged.
For more quick takes, visit the lovely Jen at Comversion Diary.