New Things

Only one blog post this week, but I’m a little behind…and there isn’t tons to say. I finally bit the bullet and got the card table up from the basement, pulled out the scrapbooking things from under my bed and piled it high with projects: long overdue scrapbook pages, updates to Emry’s baby book, odd repairs to things, birthday cards, Christmas presents. It’s going to consume a lot of time – thankfully, Christmas is still a little more than three months away!

Meanwhile, our little girl continues to grow. Her vocabulary gets larger, Most of it is gibberish. She will sit in her room for large periods of time, “reading” her books aloud to herself. She especially enjoys Biscuit (a little, yellow dog). And most of the words she does say are echoes of what we say. Still, some stick…and come out of the blue when you least expect them!

Emry will be seventeen months tomorrow but, no, she is not walking on her own yet. She’s taken a few steps back and forth between Ed and I, but she’s hesitant to let go. She’s quick to get up on her feet, the neighbors love watching her crawl up and down the steps in our back yard area and she loves to be walked around. But her balance isn’t quite up to par yet and she likes to walk on her toes. Grandma is predicting we have a ballerina on our hands.

Which may be true. We do like frills and fancy. This past weekend, we stopped in Joanne Fabrics just to look at material and fabric to see what Grandma could be coaxed into making for our winter wardrobe. I had the pattern books turned so Emry could look at them and point from her seat in the cart. I was looking mostly for jumpers – simple and easy to deal with. I turned the page to a little ballet-like dress with a tutu like skirt and Emry comes alive.

“Oooh! Oooh! Oooh!” she exclaims excitedly, pointing to every picture on the page and jabbering happily to herself. Honestly, I’m not sure where she comes from sometimes.

This past weekend we also tried bike riding with her for the first time. I have a nice bike and we have a tag-along for Emry, so we rented a bike for Ed. The truth is, Emry had more fun getting my bike ready for the trip:

At first, she didn’t mind her tag-along, piled high with books, snacks and her juice. But once I put the helmet on…well, that wasn’t a happy time. We settled down, but later we were hot, and tired, and didn’t want to get back in after a stop at the Point (to see the fountain and attempt to jump into the rivers to join the ducks). Maybe with more rides, we’ll get to liking it more.

Oh, but we do love doing chores! Cleaning the bathroom, picking up toys, folding the clothes, putting the washed dishes in the dishwasher to dry and helping to put them away later. Today we added to our list scrubbing the floors. Oh, what fun! (If only our enthusiasm would last another several decades….)