That's how many times I counted Sadie saying "no" today.
Rascal.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Saturday, January 24, 2009
I dig this pic.
addition 2/10/09:
I overheard someone describing this photo and had to find it.
Love it.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
Sugar and Spice
"Well, it happened."
That's the text I got from Andrew about 2 months ago when Sadie repeated something he'd said that was, let's just say...not nice.
He followed up with "consider me warned/on probation", which I appreciated but knew in my heart of hearts was not entirely fair. Yes, Sadie dropped her first curse word on Andrew's watch, but there's no way I'm going to claim innocence on this one.
While we've been reveling in her mad verbal skills and willingness to repeat almost anything we ask of her, we both have been fully aware that the day would come when she'd say something entirely inappropriate.
Though we are thoroughly enjoying listening to her rattle off most of the words and phrases she's picked up ("woah, dude" and "easy tiger" are my current favorites) her latest installment is not great.
Yes, folks, Sadie has been saying "Dammit". She repeated it after I let it fly on the way to the airport on Christmas Eve when I realized I had forgotten something, and we all ignored it. I hoped it was a one-off and that she wouldn't associate emotion or circumstance with it.
Well, about a week later, my mother-in-law told me that she'd said it while getting her diaper changed. Uh-oh. Then a couple of days ago, while I was at the computer and she was playing with stickers at the table behind me, I heard her say it when she accidentally ripped one. *cringe* Still, I was cautiously optimistic that she didn't really "get it" and that if I continued to ignore it, this little linguistic phase would pass quickly.
Tonight in the grocery store, she said it when she dropped a sticker that the produce guy had given to her (maybe she just has issues with stickers?) and she proceeded to repeat it as I rolled her up and down aisles in the shopping cart, actively ignoring her. I finally stopped the cart and gave her a stern look and shook my head. She stopped. I was hesitant to do or say too much because I was worried that any reaction on my part would turn into something like this.
On the flip side, she has started saying "love you" to us and to family on the phone. She blows kisses, gives strong hugs, and kisses both of us goodnight now. She's been saying "excuse me" (skew-mee) and "sorry" (sah-wee) for a few weeks now and today, she said "thank you, mommy" (kankoo mommy) about 2 dozen times. She said it when I put food on her plate, put her shoes on, helped her with her puzzle, put on music for her, and a few times for no reason at all, aside from the smiles, hugs, kisses and lavish praise these words elicit from yours truly. Ahem. Is she a pleaser already? And she's not even a second child!
Her sweet little voice, deep blue eyes and chubby cheeks are irresistibly adorable. She might just have us wrapped around her little finger already.
Dammit.
That's the text I got from Andrew about 2 months ago when Sadie repeated something he'd said that was, let's just say...not nice.
He followed up with "consider me warned/on probation", which I appreciated but knew in my heart of hearts was not entirely fair. Yes, Sadie dropped her first curse word on Andrew's watch, but there's no way I'm going to claim innocence on this one.
While we've been reveling in her mad verbal skills and willingness to repeat almost anything we ask of her, we both have been fully aware that the day would come when she'd say something entirely inappropriate.
Though we are thoroughly enjoying listening to her rattle off most of the words and phrases she's picked up ("woah, dude" and "easy tiger" are my current favorites) her latest installment is not great.
Yes, folks, Sadie has been saying "Dammit". She repeated it after I let it fly on the way to the airport on Christmas Eve when I realized I had forgotten something, and we all ignored it. I hoped it was a one-off and that she wouldn't associate emotion or circumstance with it.
Well, about a week later, my mother-in-law told me that she'd said it while getting her diaper changed. Uh-oh. Then a couple of days ago, while I was at the computer and she was playing with stickers at the table behind me, I heard her say it when she accidentally ripped one. *cringe* Still, I was cautiously optimistic that she didn't really "get it" and that if I continued to ignore it, this little linguistic phase would pass quickly.
Tonight in the grocery store, she said it when she dropped a sticker that the produce guy had given to her (maybe she just has issues with stickers?) and she proceeded to repeat it as I rolled her up and down aisles in the shopping cart, actively ignoring her. I finally stopped the cart and gave her a stern look and shook my head. She stopped. I was hesitant to do or say too much because I was worried that any reaction on my part would turn into something like this.
On the flip side, she has started saying "love you" to us and to family on the phone. She blows kisses, gives strong hugs, and kisses both of us goodnight now. She's been saying "excuse me" (skew-mee) and "sorry" (sah-wee) for a few weeks now and today, she said "thank you, mommy" (kankoo mommy) about 2 dozen times. She said it when I put food on her plate, put her shoes on, helped her with her puzzle, put on music for her, and a few times for no reason at all, aside from the smiles, hugs, kisses and lavish praise these words elicit from yours truly. Ahem. Is she a pleaser already? And she's not even a second child!
Her sweet little voice, deep blue eyes and chubby cheeks are irresistibly adorable. She might just have us wrapped around her little finger already.
Dammit.
Saturday, January 10, 2009
lots to say
Homegirl had a lot to say after her nap this afternoon.
I grabbed the camera with stealth-like nonchalance and prayed she would keep blathering away.
She did.
I grabbed the camera with stealth-like nonchalance and prayed she would keep blathering away.
She did.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
not even a week into the new year and I've concluded
...that my posts are BORING. I just finally sat down and caught up on the handful of blogs that I follow (honestly, this is one of my all-time favorite things to do; between that and Facebook, my glutes are going to need some serious attention) and I'm officially annoyed at my own.
It's such a snooze-fest!
"Hi, here's what we did today. Here's what we did then. Oh, and Sadie just did this. Tomorrow we're going to ______."
Y*A*W*N
I'm going to try to kick it up a notch this year. Now I just need some inspiration...
Back toother people's blogs the drawing board!
thanks for the HTML help, honey!
It's such a snooze-fest!
"Hi, here's what we did today. Here's what we did then. Oh, and Sadie just did this. Tomorrow we're going to ______."
Y*A*W*N
I'm going to try to kick it up a notch this year. Now I just need some inspiration...
Back to
thanks for the HTML help, honey!
Monday, January 5, 2009
a little bit more about Christmas
I want to get a few things down with regard to the end of 2008 before I jump forward into 2009. This is a very unorganized post - bear with me.
So...we're home and *almost* over our jetlag. (Sadie is crying herself to sleep for her nap right now, which she never does. I guess I misjudged her energy level today and let her go too long before putting her down. Whoops.)
The Christmas season felt odd to me somehow and I'm still not sure why. I guess for the first time I can remember, I felt a little bit of that "Holiday Stress" that everyone talks about.
For starters, our annual Saunders Siblings Christmas Party was our 14th and possibly final one. It was incredibly hectic this year, with more kids running around than adults (at least that's how it felt to me more than once throughout the evening). I look forward to that party so much each year, (when else do I get to see dozens of my and my siblings friends & their growing families all at once?) but it really is a feat to pull off. My mom always ends up having to help way more than she should (this year it was making chili at the last possible second) and we just don't have a generally good system for making it happen smoothly. Anyway, that's that. Ask me in 10 or 11 months if the 15th Annual is in the works. I'm open to suggestions.
I suppose it didn't help that Shutterfly botched my Christmas card order not once but twice, so that I ended up starting over and scrambling to get them mailed. Notice that I still had time to get them out even with 2 printing errors; I really was on the ball with regard to cards this year! Here are the pictures we ended up using:
There wasn't any stress related to gift-buying; my family did a "secret Santa" exchange through Elfster for the first time this year and my in-laws did "stockings only". Piece of cake.
To Andrew's and my delight, Sadie is too young still to have any of the dreaded materialism or greed that is so "normal" in young children with regard to Christmas. I hope to glean some advice from friends with older kids as to how to avoid that madness, which I intend to do at all costs (no pun intended).
She still got a pile of presents, though - we have an extremely generous family which includes 2 former grade-school teachers who always know just the right things to get. (thanks Ellen and Shannon!) Her great Aunt Debbie (the one who married us) has an uncanny ability to zero in on people's needs and wishes, and absolutely hit the mark with her gifts for Sadie. I could go on and on - special books, unique little stuffed animals, etc. Thank you mom, Betsey, Heidi, Justin, Kat, Jill, Joanne, and everyone!
In an effort to enjoy the month or so before Christmas, I did have the radio tuned to stations playing Christmas music almost constantly (whenever Andrew wasn't around - I'm not that crazy). I thought maybe Sadie would learn a few songs, since there is so much repetition. I think she did. She especially seemed to like The Little Drummer Boy and would say either "boy" or "rum-pum-pum" when she wanted to hear it. Cute. We also spent a lot of time admiring our small tree as well as any other trees, lights, wreaths, etc. that we saw anywhere and everywhere. Sadie definitely enjoyed that aspect of the holiday season.
She took equal interest in her Baby Jesus (thank you, Mexican relatives!) and her Maccabee toy which plays Hannukah songs (thank you, Carol!). I suppose I have to admit that that felt like a nice precursor to the omnivorous approach to religion that I have planned for her...(now there's a topic To Be Continued!)
Hmmmm, now that I think about it, I guess it wasn't that bad after all! :)
So...we're home and *almost* over our jetlag. (Sadie is crying herself to sleep for her nap right now, which she never does. I guess I misjudged her energy level today and let her go too long before putting her down. Whoops.)
The Christmas season felt odd to me somehow and I'm still not sure why. I guess for the first time I can remember, I felt a little bit of that "Holiday Stress" that everyone talks about.
For starters, our annual Saunders Siblings Christmas Party was our 14th and possibly final one. It was incredibly hectic this year, with more kids running around than adults (at least that's how it felt to me more than once throughout the evening). I look forward to that party so much each year, (when else do I get to see dozens of my and my siblings friends & their growing families all at once?) but it really is a feat to pull off. My mom always ends up having to help way more than she should (this year it was making chili at the last possible second) and we just don't have a generally good system for making it happen smoothly. Anyway, that's that. Ask me in 10 or 11 months if the 15th Annual is in the works. I'm open to suggestions.
I suppose it didn't help that Shutterfly botched my Christmas card order not once but twice, so that I ended up starting over and scrambling to get them mailed. Notice that I still had time to get them out even with 2 printing errors; I really was on the ball with regard to cards this year! Here are the pictures we ended up using:
There wasn't any stress related to gift-buying; my family did a "secret Santa" exchange through Elfster for the first time this year and my in-laws did "stockings only". Piece of cake.
To Andrew's and my delight, Sadie is too young still to have any of the dreaded materialism or greed that is so "normal" in young children with regard to Christmas. I hope to glean some advice from friends with older kids as to how to avoid that madness, which I intend to do at all costs (no pun intended).
She still got a pile of presents, though - we have an extremely generous family which includes 2 former grade-school teachers who always know just the right things to get. (thanks Ellen and Shannon!) Her great Aunt Debbie (the one who married us) has an uncanny ability to zero in on people's needs and wishes, and absolutely hit the mark with her gifts for Sadie. I could go on and on - special books, unique little stuffed animals, etc. Thank you mom, Betsey, Heidi, Justin, Kat, Jill, Joanne, and everyone!
In an effort to enjoy the month or so before Christmas, I did have the radio tuned to stations playing Christmas music almost constantly (whenever Andrew wasn't around - I'm not that crazy). I thought maybe Sadie would learn a few songs, since there is so much repetition. I think she did. She especially seemed to like The Little Drummer Boy and would say either "boy" or "rum-pum-pum" when she wanted to hear it. Cute. We also spent a lot of time admiring our small tree as well as any other trees, lights, wreaths, etc. that we saw anywhere and everywhere. Sadie definitely enjoyed that aspect of the holiday season.
She took equal interest in her Baby Jesus (thank you, Mexican relatives!) and her Maccabee toy which plays Hannukah songs (thank you, Carol!). I suppose I have to admit that that felt like a nice precursor to the omnivorous approach to religion that I have planned for her...(now there's a topic To Be Continued!)
Hmmmm, now that I think about it, I guess it wasn't that bad after all! :)
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