A little update over here:
--After more than three years of resisting cosleeping, Nat is in bed with me on the nights Cole is out of town. I figure, it makes her feel more secure during a difficult adjustment period and seeing as she is already three and a half, she will probably not do it for too long anyhow. She doesn't seem all that interested in getting in our bed when Cole is home, which is also nice.
--Selina is a bruiser. She climbs things on the playground that are way beyond her, tumbles off the tops of slides and giggles. She's one of those kids with a permanent bruise or scrape on her face somewhere. Polar opposite of Nat.
--Selina is 16 months old. Not 17 months as I had been telling people for about a week. She's such a second child. I was probably still counting Nat's age in weeks at this point.
--Nat has finally hit a picky eating phase. Mainly that means she won't eat vegetables much anymore--unless they are covered with a sauce of some kind, like stir-fried Asian food. I was angsting about her change in dietary adventurousness until I reminded myself that she will still eat any and all fruit I give her, whole grains, cooked plain, and plain yoghurt. Between blueberries, mangoes, strawberries, apples, pears, bananas, grapes, cherries, yoghurt, oatmeal, rice and millet, she's still doing pretty well, I suppose. She'll also usually eat chicken when we have it, and sometimes, fish, though not every time.
--Selina eats any and everything I put in front of her. In like, two seconds. The saddest part of her day is when the food is all gone. She is growing like a weed.
--Selina is a little ball of sunshine. She signs, she talks (usually still in single words, but she gets very excited and uses English and ASL to express it, eg: "ball! ball! ball!), she sings. She loves to sing. She checks new people out very gravely and quietly for an hour or so after meeting them, then grins sneakily and before you know it, the new person has her rolling with giggles by tickling her or playing peek-a-boo.
--Selina likes balls a LOT.
--Nat loves tap dancing, but she loves anticipating tap dancing even more. She talks about it all week, then gets shy about going into the classroom.
--I got an awesome baby sitter who used to be a Head Start teacher, among other fabulous things. Hopefully she won't get a "real" job too soon.
--It really is a problem that my favorite bookstore is across the street. Have ya'll seen this yet? Add it to The List.
--Still no house/condo/whatever. But that's okay. We love being all hip and arty here in the loft. More possibilities coming up this week. Wish us luck. What we are finding is that people are desperate and debt-ridden and can neither afford to keep their places nor afford to sell them at the actual market value. Still, I'd rather be us than them. We will find the right place when the right place is...right. Gee I should be a guru. I am so deep.
--Sorry I'm so AWOL these days. Excuses, excuses, blahdee blahdee blah. Thanks for your indulgence!



So good to hear from you, and of course the updates will be scattered, it matches the freeform nature of life there right now, yes?
Your girls sound so delightful, I know I'm repeating myself but it's so good to hear what they're doing now.
Posted by: Jody | 08 October 2008 at 09:00 AM
Nat eats mushrooms. I am SO making fun of you in my head for labeling her "picky"!
Lord Randall thinks Selina is the most hilarious child he's ever met.
Posted by: Lula | 08 October 2008 at 02:21 PM
Oh, that is a wonderful book store! And there are so few like it left! Awesome that you have the opportunity to patronize it so often! (Well, a mixed blessing, I guess.)
Posted by: Grace | 10 October 2008 at 02:59 PM