Yesterday evening, it was discovered that Rada’s brown bear had gone missing. The house was searched. Nothing. We eventually realized that winniethepooh was at the babysitter’s house.
Rada began to mourn the loss. No amount of assurances that I would retreive the bear at a convenient time tomorrow would assuage her pain. So I got out of my [...]
My daughter usually carries on a running conversation with anyone in near proximity to her, be it stuffed bear, plastic plates, or me. Lately, I feel that I never have enough time just to sit down and play with her, i.e. enter whatever fantasy she is acting out at that moment.
So what I’ve been [...]
The trip started out bumpily.
My daughter threw up in the car on the way to Hyannis. She’d never ‘thrown up’ for me before, and I didn’t know if it signalled serious illness, minor car sickness, or something in between. I called my pool of ‘uber moms’ (ie the pros) and got through to someone [...]
My daughter categorizes almost everything in her world according to whether it is a mama or a baby. Her hegemony applies to everything: sentient beings, vehicles, buildings, inanimate objects.
For example, there is mama spoon and baby spoon. And there is mama truck and baby truck. But the extent to which she applies this hierarchy [...]
My daughter was so proud when she told me this I did not point out that it actually was an ‘Alligator’
…especially since I can not tell the difference between the two.
One may live in fresh water and the other in salt water, but I’m not sure.
Besides this initial confusion, she’s been learning the letters [...]