Wednesday, December 27, 2006

Handful

On top of the usual holiday stress and the fun of moving, both our children have moved away from the nice peaceful stages of their lives that we have grown accustomed to.

Frances is in full "terrible-twos" mode. Her two favorite phrases are "By myself!" and "No Johann, that's mine" (even if it actually is his).

Johann has progressed to the point where he can be a pain to his sister. He often tries to play with what she's playing with or using. Frances has become pretty good about not letting him get to her pancake syrup or eat crayons.

To top it all off, he has learned to climb stairs. He started sometime last week by climbing 2 steps to get to a landing. Tonight he made it up those steps and up the next 3 before we noticed him. (It was my fault. I was watching him. I thought he was still in the planning stage but apparently he was finished with his research and went for a test run.)

He was doing fine though, climbing very solidly. He might have made it all the way up if he hadn't gotten distracted by us 3 watching and cheering him on (while making sure he was safe of course).

He did feed me a bit of his "Biter Biscuit" today though. Stuck it right into my mouth. I thought that was very considerate of him to think that I might be hungry.

mwz

Friday, December 01, 2006

Recent Accomplishments

We are pretty busy suffering from colds and packing but I thought I should mark some recent accomplishments of the children.

Over the Thanksgiving weekend, Johann learned to crawl at his uncles house. Now he is crawling all over the place. He can even crawl over to a coffee table and pull himself up to standing. It's pretty impressive when you realize that he was hardly mobile at all a week before.

This evening, I was taking down my desk (which is one of those modular things that you have to assemble) and Frances was "helping" me. She thought it was fun that I had the desk turned upside down (it did kinda look like a fort).

At one point though, she picked up my screw driver, which I had set down for a second and wouldn't give it back. She was sticking it into one of the pre-drilled holes and turning it. Being completely unsuccessful at getting her to give it back to me, I decided to try something else.

I guided the screw driver to one of the pegs that needed to be unscrewed and showed her which way to turn. To my amazement, she continued turning it in that direction until it came out.

We were both very excited.

After that, she started another one and again she correctly unscrewed it. She wound up doing 8-10 pegs, most without direct supervision. That freed me up to do some other packing.

Today, Frances went from "helping" to actually helping. I think I have Handy Manny to thank.

mwz