Winter showers
23 Feb 2012 Leave a Comment
You know what we haven’t marked in a while? A Milestone!
- Milestone: Molly asks for, and takes, a shower.
Hard to believe, but it’s true. Actually Molly had her first two showers at the pool, where I for some reason had a rhyme going to talk her into leaving — and she subsequently very much liked the idea of being a “Flower in the shower.”
When Molly says it, the phrase sounds like Tutter the Mouse, sort of a Boston thing going: “Flowa in the shaowah.” Sorry, no shower pictures, but she’s of course adorable doing it. She asked to be a flowa in the shaowah at home this week for the first time, soaped up, rinsed, and was generally pleased with herself. 
Chef Molly has added another recipe! We call them “sausage spaceships.”
…It’s just what you think it is, and the product of having leftover sausage. The upshot was they were fun to make, but when they came out of the oven she mostly just wanted to pick the sausages off and eat those, leaving behind the bisquick bit for daddy.
We had an unseasonably warm day yesterday — high 60′s and sunny — so we dashed to the playground park for a quick run around. Good times, but after a half hour or so the wind picked up. “That’s a big storm!” said Molly.
And it was.
Fortunately we all got home safely before the big (80 mph!) winds hit. Holy cow! The power unsurprisingly went out, but we were well prepared — full bellies, plenty of flashlights and candles, and a warm house.
Molly took it all in stride, reading books with mom by the light of her headlamp.
Molly eventually fell asleep after much walking around and what-not, managing it even absent her usual white noise. At one point, after I explained we couldn’t play the white noise because there wasn’t any power, she thought about it, and said “Turn on the fan.” 
Her other bit of sleepy adorableness: right before she finally gave up and fell asleep, she was lying in her bed, and I was next to her on the floor. She’d kicked off the blankets, and I figured I’d wait until she passed out and pull them up on her. She sat up halfway on her elbows, looked down at me, and said “You need to cover me up. So I can be safe.”
So I did.
The big work came in the morning, with several pieces of fence and gate blown down, all unhelpfully covered by a fresh 4-5 inches of wet snow. But it all got patched up, to the relief of the dogs — who were house-bound until fence repairs could be effected.
Bonus video: Molly’s got a new game in mom’s office, where she runs a clean piece of paper through the printer, then takes the now-warm paper over to her table to color.
Car, pig, dog, bus, cat.
11 Nov 2011 Leave a Comment
Turns out Molly can read all these words. Moments ago, we wrote them during bathtime with tub markers, and she read them.
- Milestone: Molly apparently can sight read. How about that!
I wonder how many words she knows? Clever girl.
