Bedtime conversations

Sloan and I were snuggled in bed with Zoë tonight doing bedtime. Zo asked if Sloan could stay for a sleepover. I said not tonight she is too small, but when she is bigger she would stay every night and they would share a room–Sloan can sleep in your old crib!!

Zoë thought for a minute and said “no Mama she can sleep right here” and patted right next to her. We all stayed in Z’s big girl bed until she fell asleep and when I went to get up I noticed that she had fallen asleep touching her sister. I hope that they always love each other like this.

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Dear Zoë at 20 months

Dear Zoë,

Time marches on…and now it is 4 months until you are TWO…(and Mama commences her panic attack over here.) This month has brought many changes for you. Your vocabulary has really started exploding, and you are talking a lot, most times we have no idea what you are saying, but you are adamant about getting your point across.  We cannot tell the difference between “Brooklyn” and “Bunny” so we often guess and hope we know who you mean.  Daddy and I are so excited for the months ahead as you start to be able to communicate more about your needs.  You have started saying: Sticky (wanting your hands washed after eating), Bug, Ew, Watch, Soap, water, and you can now list all the kids names from daycare.  Your  favourite friends are Mannie (Maddy)  AYA (Aria…for some reason you always yell her name. Very enthusiastic of you!) and Paul.

First hair cut

First hair cut

Nana and I took you for your first hair cut a few weeks ago.  That mullet you were sporting needed to be taken care of.  Much to our surprise you sat in the Nemo chair and loved it.  The hair dresser was very impressed as you sat there for your trim, ponytail and glitter hair spray.  (Clearly it is my superior parenting skills that kept you from freaking out) Your Dad wasn’t too impressed that I let her give you bangs, but dang it you look adorable!

LOVING the baby

LOVING the baby

Auntie Meg and Uncle Reg came for dinner with baby Kaelyn and you loved her.  I wish I had got a better photo, but you kept saying baby, and giggling at her little toes.  You were less than thrilled about me holding her, so I just looked from a distance.  I love seeing you start to notice and take an interest in those around you.  Maybe this means you wouldn’t object to a sibling at some point?!

Face washing

Face washing

We recently bought you a stool so you can stand up at the sink in the bathroom and you love brushing your teeth and would happily wash your hands for hours at a time.  I cannot comprehend your love of water in that way when you still detest a bath.

Dressing yourself

Dressing yourself

You enjoy dressing yourself to some extent. Thank goodness Boston Terrier Rainboots go with every outfit these days.

First time face painting

First time face painting

I'm sorry sweetie, I promise no more toilet pics on the internet

I’m sorry sweetie, I promise no more toilet pics on the internet

Much to our surprise you have been a huge fan of using the potty at school. They had us send in big girl undies for you (Nana bought you some adorable Minnie Mouse ones) and they are going to be working on that with you there.  You have NO interest when we ask you at home, but we are not going to force it and just let this happen naturally.  But my darling, should you choose to potty train early and easily? Well,  Mummy will be eternally grateful and might get you a car for your 16th birthday. (Might!!!!!)

Mornings are still a crazy shuffle around the house, and when I look back on this time I want to remember how much you LOVE smoothies for breakfast, but just looking at the blender totally freaks you out.  We have to be in the other room when Daddy starts blending and even then you cling to me like a spider monkey until it is over.  You have started taking on some responsibilities in the home which you take very seriously.  You feed Brooklyn, and if we would let you you would keep that bowl filled to the brim.  You wipe down your high chair when you finish eating, and enjoy wiping down all surfaces (definitely take after Grand-maman and Nana in the cleaning department)

Great time killers for you right now are moving magnets from the fridge to the dishwasher, playing with bowls of water and measuring cups on the floor, looking at pictures, playing with stickers and going through wallets.

You constantly amaze us, exhaust us, and delight us. Never change sweet girl.

Love Always

Mumma

Dear Zoë at 19 months

Dear Zoë,

     You are 19 months old.  I was thinking about this last week and then suddenly couldn’t catch my breath thinking that in 5 months you will turn two.  I feel as though your first year went by slowly enough, but TWO my dear is right around the corner. How is that even a thing?  I feel like we waited for ages for you to turn one and it was so crazy, but two is just TWO…..you are fully a big kid at 2 I think?  Sometimes I can’t wrap my head around how time marches on. (and on and on)

You somehow manage to concurrently be the most adorable and yet frustrating being in my whole universe.  Diaper changes have become Olympic style wrestling matches…and as long as it takes me in the morning to wrestle you out of jammies and into clothes, at night it takes me twice as long to get you out of clothes and back into PJs.  You seem to insist on wearing whatever you currently have on. Several mornings your Dad and I have debated sending you to daycare pajama clad, soggy bum and all.  I feel as though our threats about that fall on deaf ears as you never waver. I am trying to pretend that this is all a lesson in how to remain calm under pressure–and you are just an EXCELLENT teacher my sweet Zozo.

Your love for bubbles and the outdoors has grown as the weather has brightened up. You spent most of Saturday morning outside at Nana’s house wearing a onesie, hat and your rubber boots.  It was 30 degrees but you were hollering for your boots when I tried to put shoes on you. So boots it was.  You like going for walks, splashing in puddles, pointing out garden ornaments, bugs, birds and dogs.  Just this past week you learned how much fun swings can be and now you are hooked. Daddy and I might try to get you a swing set for the backyard…we have the room and saves us walking all the way to the park.  You still are not a fan of the bath.  I have resigned myself to being the mother of the worlds cutest smelly kid.  I can deal with that. You absolutely adore stickers, markers and have begun to take great joy in colouring all over yourself.  I left you colouring in your high chair for a few minutes yesterday, came back into the kitchen and your arm and face had you resembling a smurf more so than a Zoë.  You love Nana’s craft room and have proceeded to snap the tip off each of her pencil crayons.  After each break you look surprised, hand her the broken one, grab another and smash that into the paper until it breaks. You still love reading and your favourite at the moment is the series of chat books I have ordered from instagram pictures. You point at and name people in the photos but whenever we come to one of you you say “baby”. Not sure at what point you will realize that they are pictures of you….but in the meantime its a great distraction for you to go through all of the photos.

            As I complain about every month, you still aren’t all that snuggly, but sometimes you will come flying up to us for a huge hug and I just squeeze you back and sniff your neck.  I could completely crush you in those moments with the sheer weight of my love for you.
You are starting to chat up a storm and constantly surprise us with what you can say.  This past week you have said “Walsh, Elliott, ready (for when Daddy is pushing you in the swing) bug, dirt, splash, Elmo” and probably a few others I have already forgotten.  Your go-to words are still “nooo” (with the CUTEST intonation at the end that kills me) and “Uh-oh”  You call both Brooklyn and your bunny “Bud-eh”  Sometimes Brooklyn gets some form of “Brooky” but usually it is interchangeable.

Your appetite is hit or miss…we never know if you will eat a Mummy sized portion of lasagna or just a few bites of goldfish crackers. You have really enjoyed burgers, pancakes, the icing off the top of a cupcake and ice cream as of late.  You know what cupboard we keep the goldfish crackers in and you point to it and open and close your mouth when you want some.  We always fall for it…it’s beyond cute Your nighttime sleep is better but you are still quite the early riser and naps at home are all over the map.  When your Dad and I refuse to let you sleep in in 14 years please don’t think we are horrid…just remember you did this to yourself.

This summer Daddy and I are looking forward to our family adventures. Last year you were the cutest, but obviously didn’t do a lot–this year I see many a splash pad/park date/outdoor adventure to be had.  I just so look forward to the months ahead learning who you are becoming and laughing at the absurdity that is parenting.

Love you to infinity and beyond,

Mama

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I was out networking last week with another young Mum and as we were discussing our amazing daughters she asked “do you have any pictures”?  I opened my phone and showed off a few more recent ones.  The further back we flipped the more I began to feel crazy…I have a never ending photo stream of daughter and dog pics (with the occasional personalized licence plate or husband pic thrown in to break up the monotony) I have two THOUSAND two hundred and forty seven to be exact….as of writing this post.  I did a quell what seems like weeks ago and thought it was down to a more reasonable number.  But really….even for someone obsessed with memory keeping and scrapbooking doesn’t that seem like an awful lot of photos?  Is this normal for other mothers in this day and age?  When Zo is doing something particularly adorable I tend to snap away with my phone with the intention of printing/instagramming the most adorable of the lot.  But then I go back to get rid of some and I CANT….she is just the cutest thing in all the land and how do I pick exactly WHICH photo of her blowing bubbles is the cutest. She has a different look in each one and they are equally Zoëish…and so I then have 47 pictures of one visit to the park #firstworldmumproblems

Do I really need all 4 of these pics?  The answer is apparently "You betcha"

Do I really need all 4 of these pics? The answer is apparently “You betcha”

 I know I can upload them to our external hard drive/shutterfly etc but I never seem to get around to it. And when I do I upload 45 very similar photos…(see above)  Does anyone else have this kind of crazy?

Shutterfly is offering 100 free prints with the code PRINTSFORBFFS and  when I logged in to order some I realized that my 2015 photo uploads so far are January and Easter.  That is a LOT of photos in between that are just sitting on my phone. So then I also worry if I a) lose my phone or b) it dies in protest of housing so many photos. So…in related news this girl is going to be spending some time this week getting all our photos organized.  I am going to go out on a limb here and say organized but NOT deleted!

Dear Zoë at 18 Months

Dear Zoë

You are 18 months old and I really really don’t know how this has happened. I still think about you as my teeny tiny baby, but really you are well on your way to being my big girl.  This thought both excites and terrifies me.  This month you have exploded more into toddlerhood.  You are repeating words and phrases (most of which I think just your Daddy and I can understand) but it is amazing.  For instance last night when we were giving Daddy hugs and kisses before I took you up to bed, you repeated “I love you”. Daddy and I looked at each other beaming and I felt in that moment my sole goal in life was achieved.

Somedays my darling I feel as though time is standing still… especially times when you decide 2am is an acceptable wake up hour. Calling “Mama” from your crib until someone comes to get you for a snuggle.  I feel as though our lives will always be this way, but I know that before I know it we will be into a new stage, so I want to do the best I can to remember these days.  When you were a newborn I thought I would never forget the way you smelled, the weight of you in my arms, but I find it hard to recall you, my big vibrant girl, being such an inanimate wee blob.

Your favourite things these days include Bubbles (Papa let you use them inside and now you demand ‘bub-ble’ in the kitchen) Rainboots, playing outside, your stuffed Bunny, colouring (be it with crayons, chalk, a pen, markers etc) and Brooklyn.  You still are not a fan of the bath but you love playing with water under the faucet.  The most common things you say are “uh-oh” (for everything!) and “no-noooooo” accompanied with a most vigorous head shake. You will say Mama and Dada, but we can’t get you to say Zoë.  You gesture to yourself cause you know who we mean, but that ‘Z’ sound hasn’t come yet. Brooklyn is also a tough one, but you will squeal with delight and yell “DOG”.  She loves you equally for you are constantly feeding her whatever meal is in front of you.  We have given up policing that and are trying to look at it as you being the world’s greatest sharer.

You have started giving kisses on demand and occasionally the absolute BEST hugs.  Feeling your little arms wrapping around my body is the greatest. Sadly you have never been much for snuggling; Daddy and I keep hoping that will come with age.  You still are a pile of flinging limbs in your sleep so we like it best when you spend the whole night in your own bed.

Daddy and I marvel at the wonder that is you…”HOW did we create such a sweet, cute squishable little girl”???  You are everything that we could have ever hoped for my darling girl.

Love you to the moon and back my little Zobean, Zoëbird, muffin top.

Always,

Mama

Finally Wagon Weather

Finally Wagon Weather

exhausted from a long weekend

exhausted from a long weekend

Colouring up a storm at the cabin

Colouring up a storm at the cabin

Snuggles with Daddy

Snuggles with Daddy

REALLY unhappy about us leaving the backyard

REALLY unhappy about us leaving the backyard

Walsh women love those big sunglasses

Walsh women love those big sunglasses

fashionista

fashionista

Neighbourhood patrol. You are obsessed with the plastic duck our neighbour has in her garden

Neighbourhood patrol. You are obsessed with the plastic duck our neighbour has in her garden

Weekend Report: The Spring is coming edition

March 8 weekendHad lots of fun this weekend with the fam, and even more fun playing with this template from Cathy Zielske. Really getting into digital scrapbooking these days–something I can do on my lunchbreak at work! woot woot ALSO how cute is my Z? (Hubs is a bit of a looker too if I do say so myself)

Lisa Frank Once Again Rules the Roost

Sometime in the late 80s early 90’s, Lisa Frank was every little girl’s dream.  My Mum bought me a Lisa Frank Trapper keeper (I think it was this one) And I thought I was the cat’s pajamas.  There were stickers, pencil cases and pretty much anything stationery/school supply wise  decked out with a wide array of multicoloured adorable animals/ice creams/rainbow whatevers.  90s girl dream come true.  Clearly I passed through this stage and hadn’t given much thought to her since.  Until this past summer. I was at the dollar store at saw a Sticker pack of Lisa Frank stickers..and immediately HAD to buy them.

lisa frankGarret thought I was nuts, because what 34 year old woman needs 300 stickers of weirdo animals and hearts and the like.  That woman is me folks, because I NEEEDED those stickers. And just like that they came home with me.  Where they sat unused in the basement until this week.  And this is where the story gets fun, and messy and sticky.

Zoë has been a bit of a slippery-back-archy-rolling away nightmare in the diaper changing department lately. (Apparently not at daycare just saves it for home but I digress)  G read somewhere that stickers can be a good distraction during diaper changes and  I had my Oprah “A-Ha” moment remembering the 300 stickers I had chilling in the basement.  So far, this plan has worked. She LOVES the stickers and has been pretty good about laying down when  told.  We were a little preemptive on high fiving each other about this awesome new plan…a few set backs

1) I made it through most of the work day yesterday with a Lisa Frank Puppy sticker on the back of my leg that I hadn’t noticed

2) We are finding tiny trippy 90s stickers ALL OVER THE HOUSE

3) Z is finding it hilarious sticking them to her face, the mirror, the dog…..clearly we didn’t think this through.

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