Mom and Dad and I walk on the lake. There is water under our feet. But thick ice keeps us on top.
We walk to the middle of the lake to watch a race.
Zoom. Zoom. Zoom.
Snow mobiles speed down a long, straight course. They are loud!
I cover my ears and laugh. And point to a big, [...]
Archive for January, 2009
Race on water. Zoom.
Posted in 2 years old, 32 months, Four seasons, Talking, Walking, Year Three: 2008-09 on January 31, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Beach day
Posted in 2 years old, 32 months, Four seasons, Getting dressed, Pictures, Swimming, Year Three: 2008-09, imagination on January 30, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
It is cold outside. But I want to swim.
I need a beach day.
So Mom grabs my swim suit and beach towel and tosses me in the tub. She cranks up the heat in the bathroom.
And calls it summer.
News hound
Posted in 2 years old, 32 months, Reading, Talking, Year Three: 2008-09, logic on January 29, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Mom likes to read the newspaper each day. I like to help her bring it in the house.
When she sits down to read it, I pick up a slick ad that comes with my Dora movie.
My newspaper, I say. And I sit down to read it, too.
What is Dora up to today? I wonder.
Daddy lion. Mommy lion. Baby lion.
Posted in 2 years old, 32 months, Pictures, Year Three: 2008-09, crafts, imagination on January 28, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I stick rods round and round into the holes of a disc.
Some times I call it a sun. Some times I call it a clock.
But when I make a whole bunch, I call it a pride of lions. Roar!
One man’s junk…
Posted in 2 years old, 32 months, Year Three: 2008-09, imagination on January 27, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I open a drawer. And find fun things to play with. Glue sticks. Tape. Rubber bands. A deck of cards.
Mom calls it her junk drawer.
I call it my treasure chest.
You can’t dry clean hair
Posted in 2 years old, 32 months, Getting dressed, Mom, Pictures, Terrible Twos, Year Three: 2008-09 on January 26, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
While Mom takes a shower I sit on the warm tile floor.
I watch Mom as she puts soap on her wet hair and rubs it in.
I find my hair soap. Put a glob in my hand. And rub it on my dry scalp.
Mom laughs when she steps out of the tub and sees me.
“It’s better [...]
Partners in pink
Posted in 2 years old, 32 months, Four seasons, Getting dressed, Mom, Pictures, Talking, Year Three: 2008-09, sense of humor on January 25, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Folks like my pink winter hat. They tell me so all the time.
Now Mom wants a pink hat, too. And she buys one like mine.
But where mine has white fur. Hers has brown.
Hello, Tiger, I say. And she laughs.
Do you see my pink scarf? I picked that out all by myself.
