The Hazmat Team

Too funny this morning...very helpful and caring. When she came into the living room, she got the water bottle off the side table, very solemnly offered a drink first to granpa then to me, then had one herself. Then she went after granpa's coffee - that is a "do not share" thing.

Then pushing the buttons on her music book she wanted to dance with each of us in turn. joyful and happy with herself and the world.

Made her french toast this morning for the first time. She liked it a lot, and got very very precise with sticking her baby fork into a small piece of french toast, then carefully dipping it into the little bowl of maple syrup I put next to her plate, then into her mouth. Kiva now announces when she is done eating, by pulling her bib off and saying "all done". If I don't get the message, she will still take another bite, but then spits it out while looking me in the eye.

After breakfast we watched one of the baby einstein videos, and promptly at 9am, Kiva laid her head on my knee. I asked her if she wanted her bottle, she took me by the hand and lead me into the kitchen. Fixed her bottle, and into bed and off to sleep. She is just waking up, I hear her stirring, probably taking care of "business" before she calls the hazmat team. [Joan]

That is not a leaf

I found the mermaid swimsuit too, seems that I had two swimsuits after all. We went into the pool again after lunch, and I guess next time I WILL put a swim diaper on her. Kiva pooped in the pool (thank goodness it was after we had played for a while so she didn't yell about getting out), so it is being drained and sanitized, and ok ok ok I'll put a swim diaper on her. She was very funny about it. I didn't notice right off, but she kept pointing and saying "no, no" until I realized that was not a leaf lying in the bottom of the pool. [Joan]

Sheep Sheep

Ken has a new sheepskin to lie on for streching, which Kiva loves. She went into his room and hugged it until I put it on the floor, then she laid down on it. Then she went into my room and pointed at my sheepskin saying "sheep" sheep", as she knew it was the same thing. She carefully got her big fuzzy bunny from my room and carried into Ken's room to the better sheepskin, went back for her music picture book. Then carefully arranged herself, her bunny and her book on the best sheepskin to relax with some nice music and her bunny friend. Too funny. When I sat down on the floor next to her, she backed into my lap, still keeping her feet on the sheepskin and her grip on the bunny. then we listened to music for a while and sang along. What a precious time! [Joan]