I didn’t feel like cooking last night, Matt didn’t feel like cleaning, and Miri was tired of being in the house all day. So, we went out. Matt didn’t want to bother with the stroller, and squirmy Miri didn’t want to bother with being held, so we just held her hand and she strolled down Market street. First we “browsed” (pulled all the books off the shelves then pressed the “quack” button in the duck book 492 times) in a kid’s bookstore, then we ate at Sam’s Sushi in Ballard. I’m glad we ordered Miri her own food, because she gobbled her sushi and slurped up all the miso soup. And also, I don’t like sharing food. Avocado roll, tamago, rice, and even a bit of pickled ginger were all big hits tonight. My little baby has been replaced with a toddler who walks down the street, reads books, and eats sushi. I swear I only just blinked.
Last year I read about a Day in the Life Photo Challenge, and although I couldn’t get it together to join the Flickr group and post my photos on the right day, I did my own challenge on September 20, 2013. It was just an ordinary day at home for Miri and I, during my maternity leave. I hoped to be able to do it again every six months but here we are, one year later, and I finally remembered to do it. So on September 19 I documented our ordinary day together, trying to take at least one photo every hour. Admittedly, it’s a fairly mundane documentary unless you have a burning desire to know how a 13-month-old spends her days. I remember to take photos of the milestones and big events in Miri’s life, but these “ordinary” days fly by, merge into each other, and change so fast. I’m glad I’ll have a snap shop of the every-day things.
It’s hard work being a waddler toddler…
there are boring errands to the post office…
and then grocery shopping, trying to make healthy choices…
Then you have to try to put all those groceries away, thank goodness Ted is always willing to lend a paw…
But lunchtime is always a blast!
It’s important to make sure that Ardie gets his exercise too…
Is Daddy home yet?
Yard work is never done.
Nothing is funnier than tummy zerbers and tickles from Daddy!
…then we have to read stories to Daddy before bed.
See the all the photos from our day on in my Flickr album.
Population millions, but since you are a toddler, no one else exists in your world.
Just a little egocentric humor there for you! Miri has been studying the Toddler Handbook, and has just gotten to the chapter about transitioning to one nap a day. Although I think she skipped ahead a bit, because instead of “transitioning” she just went ahead and dropped that morning nap like a hot potato. For months, she napped like clockwork: About two hours after waking up, she would have her bottle and drift off to sleep with nary a peep, sleeping for up to two hours. But suddenly two days ago she decided to rage against the morning nap: she took her bottle,(with heavy eyelids), and I put her down in her crib. She played a bit and babbled to herself, then got annoyed and started crying, stood up, threw all the binkies and all the lovies out of the crib, then carried onso me more. No amount of binky replacement, more bottle, or more rocking could convince her to sleep. So now I’ve been putting her down at noon, after an early lunch, and she goes down easily then snoozes for a couple of hours. Morning naps are for babies, apparently, and this 13-month-old is not that kind of baby. This is all fine with me except that now I have to rethink my entire world view (yet again). Well, maybe not my world view per se, but my daily routine at the very least.
In honor of embracing her toddlerhood, today Miri had her first Cheerios. They were a huge hit.
She really does have her own bed, but this one is so much cozier.
About a week ago, inspired by the sunny California weather, Miri stood up and walked across the room. After her initial drunk-stumbles, she came to the conclusion that this walking thing might be even more efficient than crawling. I’m not sure who’s more proud, me or her. I’m a little embarrassed that I was actually worried about her not walking yet…but I guess that’s my job as her mom. Now I’ll just have to find something else to worry about. It blows my mind that a year ago, she couldn’t even hold up her own head, and now she’s running away from us in search of adventures.
I’ve also realized how my perspective on babies and kids has changed. I used to see little kids in terms of what they couldn’t yet do. For a example, a little toddler stumbling around wasn’t very coordinated or able to run yet. A babbling baby couldn’t talk yet. But now after spending a year watching Miri turn into this little person, I see kids in terms of what they couldn’t do yesterday. A little toddler stumbling around is taking her first steps that she couldn’t do without holding on yesterday. A babbling baby is trying out new noises that she wasn’t able to make yesterday.
No matter where her adventures take her, it’s always nice to reach up and find Daddy ready to help..