My mum dropped over the other evening and Lily asked her where her partner was.
"She's still at work," replied Mum.
"Why," asked Lily.
"She's not on holidays like you," replied Mum. "Today was a work day for us."
"Ladies don't work," said Lily.
"What!?" I said. "Of course they do."
"Mama doesn't," said Lil to Mum.
"Yes she does," replied Mum. "She works at home looking after Charlie and you, and she works on her PhD. Some people work at home looking after small children and other people work outside the home."
"You know T? Well, her papa looks after her at home and her mama works in an office."
"And who looks after M and E?" I asked.
"Matt," replied Lil.
"And what does Claire do?"
"She works with papa," replied Lil.
And so it went, but oh my goodness! I can't believe she said those words!
First of all, why "ladies"? I always call women, women. Where does she get "ladies" from? It's such a horrible restrictive word.
Secondly, bloody invisible PhD, you're always causing trouble.
Thirdly, argh. I'm totally going to have to get a job (once Charlie's bigger).
[And I still don't want to talk about the Pink Disney Princess Lunchbox.]
Friday, 28 January 2011
Thursday, 27 January 2011
And, yes, that is a Pink Disney Princess Lunchbox. I don't want to talk about it.
My baby girl is getting so very big these days. Here she is this morning helping with the dishes. She is quite determined to do absolutely everything for herself these days.
Monday, 24 January 2011
You’re just over three and a half months old now. I had intended to write you a letter at two months and again at three, but time simply got away from me so I thought I’d write one now while I have the chance.
We’ve been busy lately. First we moved house, then it was Christmas, then we spent a week at the South Coast with your grandmas, and then after a week at home we drove up to Sydney to spend a week with a couple of your other grandparents. All this change must have been pretty unsettling, but, remarkably, you have taken it all in your stride.
You have remained an incredibly serene, happy little person. I have started calling you my ray of sunshine, because your enormous smile lights up the room. We get to see a lot of it too. You seem to smile most of the day and if you’re not already smiling, then it is pretty easy to get one out of you.
Some of things that will make you smile are: blowing raspberries on your tummy; watching your sister dance; Papa coming home from work; seeing my face when you wake up; singing (especially The Wheels on the Bus and Fly Me to the Moon); and kissing your hands and feet.
Your smile is at its proudest when you are standing and, at the moment, that it fairly often. You are very strong for such a little person and can already stand up by yourself when holding on to a chair or our hands. It is very cute to watch.
While your smile is pretty fabulous, my favourite thing to do at the moment is to make you laugh. Baby laughter is truly one of the most beautiful sounds in the world. Luckily it is pretty easy to get a giggle out of you, little one. All I have to do is bounce you up and down on my lap and sing, or swing you up and down in the air.
Sometimes swinging you around can feel like a bit of a workout, as you have grown so much over the last few months. You were 3.59kgs at birth. You gained a whole kilo within 10 days and weighed 6kgs by your six-week check up. That put you in the 97th percentile! Now, at three and a half months you weigh 8kgs. I love your gorgeous chubby tummy, but you certainly do get heavy to carry around.
I feel so blessed to have you in our lives munchkin. You are a joy to have around and we all love you so much. You seem to love us right back too. You beam with happiness whenever you see us, and have even figured out how to kiss. The other day you grabbed my face in your chubby little hands and planted a big wet kiss right on my lips. I felt like my heart was going to explode.
I’m looking forward to another month full of smiles, laughter and kisses.