...put her shoes on by herself (the ones without laces atleast), ask for a drink, ask for "kaikais," tell us when shes wet, talk on the phone (she learns from the best), push a chair against the bench to see whats on top, eat with a fork or spoon, put on her seatbelt, take off her clothes for a bath, put on her sunglasses, name at least 30 people in our family, push her doll in a pram, get water from a cooler, help set the table, put away her toys, set up a tea party, carry a doll as a mother would a real baby, despose of nappies correctly, turn on the tv, dvd, computer, light, tap, just about anything that has a switch or tap, brush her teeth, comb her hair, use the toilet (sometimes atleast) call 111 (usually its a fluke that she does this and not very often) say hello and goodbye, tell you shes ok if you ask her "my baby, are you ok?" ask YOU if YOU'RE ok? pat you on the shoulder if you're sad, tell the difference between hot and cold, climb up steps, go down a slide, swing on a swing, find things you've hidden from her, open a lolly wrapper, say please and thank you, eat brocolli, point to different animals and name them, pick out what she wants to wear, tell if you're sad, hug you when you need a hug, help you into your seat if you're not feeling well, open the door (although we try and keep them locked for that very reason), close the door, play nicely, play rough, handle the jandal, cry like a baby, cry out when she needs help, sleep in her own bed at night, find her way to us in the morning, ask for a "bobo," tell you how old she is, count to five if you help her, put shapes into a shape sorter, sing twinkle twinkle little star, sing popcorn popping (with actions) recognise who's talking on the phone (if you're eden, my mum or my grandma) point to her eyes, hair, nose, mouth, teeth etc etc, tell you when she wants to watch elmo, understand if you're angry, or happy, or sad, say "love you!" be lots of fun, be a nuisance, be very naughty,be very good, be funny and caring, and curious and clever. There are so many things our little one can do, most of the time she suprises us, we dont realise how quickly she picks things up! Asher knows there's a bubby in my tummy, but she still hasnt clicked to be gentle. Mostly Asher is the most precious wee thing we've ever been gifted...and we love her to pieces! This entry wasnt made to brag, but rather to remind myself of how Asher was and is as a baby, so we'd always remember how clever she was at such a young age. She can say a whole host of words, so many that we'll have to make another post to list them, perhaps I will some other day. Lastly, Im sure when bubi boy comes she will know how to treat him, the same way that she treats us, with love and kindness and huggles and kisses...
Friday, November 7, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
I like to snap
We have the beach in our back yard!
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I was into turntablism at one stage, til I discovered it was just as fun snappin the tables.
This was snapped purely for fun. I'll admit, I like it, I like it a lot.
(These images have not been resized, click to enlarge at your own risk. :)
Name the location.
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I was into turntablism at one stage, til I discovered it was just as fun snappin the tables.
This was snapped purely for fun. I'll admit, I like it, I like it a lot.
(These images have not been resized, click to enlarge at your own risk. :)
The fun trip!
Nine years ago in July, I met Eden. The one who fit my vision of what was tall dark and handsome. I was only 18 at that time, he would be 22 the following January.
Everything happened so fast. We got together, dated, broke up, spent a LOT of time together, spent even more time apart. Our meeting eachother was for lack of a better description, a set up. My very good friend who was inlike with Ed's older brother, made sure we met and talked at a YSA dance in Totara Park. I remember the dance but I dont remember anything more said than "hello". Needless to say, our paths crossed numerous times from that point on and every moment we then spent together would literally make up the story of our lives.
Three years ago, I met Eden, again. This time, at the temple, where we were married. When our invited guests left us in the sealing room, we stood together and cried. Now everyone knows.
Two years ago, I was in hospital. Asher was 3 weeks old. I was an emotional wreck. I was excited, scared, extremely overwhelmed and feeling grossly inadequate. I had to convince myself I was going to know what to do with this tiny bub. It turns out I did know. She has grown so fast and teaches me simple lessons each day.
In eight weeks time, we will become the parents of two. I wonder how I will cope. Two little people needing my attention. I think of the women I know with even more kids. How did they do it? There is definitly something built in to women that gives them the ability to raise children, otherwise I would not have come this far.
Man what a trip this is turning out to be! Our family is growing! We are having sooooo much fun! We have tea parties with our little princess while she wears her fairy wings and we go on date nights when we can. We have barbeques with the in-laws on the weekends and we spend our Monday nights singing primary songs and playing games. We're not perfect, but we learn to get on with it. Its just us trying to make the most of life I guess, otherwise, what's the point of it all??
Everything happened so fast. We got together, dated, broke up, spent a LOT of time together, spent even more time apart. Our meeting eachother was for lack of a better description, a set up. My very good friend who was inlike with Ed's older brother, made sure we met and talked at a YSA dance in Totara Park. I remember the dance but I dont remember anything more said than "hello". Needless to say, our paths crossed numerous times from that point on and every moment we then spent together would literally make up the story of our lives.
Three years ago, I met Eden, again. This time, at the temple, where we were married. When our invited guests left us in the sealing room, we stood together and cried. Now everyone knows.
Two years ago, I was in hospital. Asher was 3 weeks old. I was an emotional wreck. I was excited, scared, extremely overwhelmed and feeling grossly inadequate. I had to convince myself I was going to know what to do with this tiny bub. It turns out I did know. She has grown so fast and teaches me simple lessons each day.
In eight weeks time, we will become the parents of two. I wonder how I will cope. Two little people needing my attention. I think of the women I know with even more kids. How did they do it? There is definitly something built in to women that gives them the ability to raise children, otherwise I would not have come this far.
Man what a trip this is turning out to be! Our family is growing! We are having sooooo much fun! We have tea parties with our little princess while she wears her fairy wings and we go on date nights when we can. We have barbeques with the in-laws on the weekends and we spend our Monday nights singing primary songs and playing games. We're not perfect, but we learn to get on with it. Its just us trying to make the most of life I guess, otherwise, what's the point of it all??
Dont Eat Pete!
Ever played "Dont Eat Pete"?? The game where you try and eat as many M&Ms off of a plate without eating "Pete" (an M&M chosen at random by your friends). Good game, good game. Unless you play with someone who takes their sweet time and eats them at one M&M a minute. Drag! We played it last night for FHE with the nieces and nephews. Faith (a niece) took her time and made us all mad. So we cut the game short and only played one round each, which meant there were plenty of Pete's left in the bag. I started the day off downing the remainder of Petes family. Chocolate for breakfast was a good idea at the time, but an hour later, I'm not so sure. I hope its not an indication of how this blog will turn out to be.
I decided ages ago that I would NEVER become a blogger. I figured I would just start one and never keep it going. I guess now we'll see about that. I figured I'd never have anything intelligent to say, much less anything important. I guess I've changed my mind. Not about me being intelligent or having important things to say, but just that I wouldnt limit myself to just thinking stuff, and actually give blogging it out a go. But the real reason I didnt want to blog, is because I have lots of clever friends who might find me boring and not too good with words (I bet you're all thinking its you Im talking about...wouldnt that be funny?) I guess Im saying I feel like it now, so Im jumping on it before the desire wears off. Plus, my kids will get know how quirky I was when they were little...
I decided ages ago that I would NEVER become a blogger. I figured I would just start one and never keep it going. I guess now we'll see about that. I figured I'd never have anything intelligent to say, much less anything important. I guess I've changed my mind. Not about me being intelligent or having important things to say, but just that I wouldnt limit myself to just thinking stuff, and actually give blogging it out a go. But the real reason I didnt want to blog, is because I have lots of clever friends who might find me boring and not too good with words (I bet you're all thinking its you Im talking about...wouldnt that be funny?) I guess Im saying I feel like it now, so Im jumping on it before the desire wears off. Plus, my kids will get know how quirky I was when they were little...
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