Shady Poses

J dug out Beth's old play sunglasses the other day.

Sashayed into the kitchen with them on...

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..And struck a pose.

She loves attention, this girl.

Broken In One Month

Put kids + specs together and what do you get?

It was bound to happen sooner or later, but surely not this soon??

Beth left her specs lying on the carpet one day, and next thing you know, she was shouting that Baby J had got to them and...

...broken off one arm.

Completely.

Even the screw's broken, and the manfacturer's warranty doesn't cover this kind of damage.

*Sigh*

I've used sticky tape to hold the frame together so Beth can still use her specs while we decide whether to get her a replacement.

As Carmel would say,"Kids! What do you do...."

Weetbix

Bought a small pack of Weetbix to try, after a casual conversation with a lady from S. Africa whose 8 m.o. granddaughter takes it daily.

I served the Weetbix with soy milk and both Beth & J loved it!

Am thrilled to have found a healthy alternative to the usual commercial cereals.

Told Beth this is what she'll get for brekkie when she starts school. She promptly internalized our conversation, and later reminded me to give her Weetbix for brekkie so that she'll have energy for her walks to school. :-)

Doggy Love

An Apricot A Day

J has taken a shine to stone fruits.

She has sampled cherries (in season now), plums and apricots.

We had a harvest of plums recently and gave some to Carmel when we visited on Sunday.

In return, she gave us apricots from her sis-in-law's garden.

J seems to be enjoying them the most.

She has one a day, usually at breakfast.

Today, while swinging off my hip after lunch, she spied the remaining apricot on the dinner table and leaned down to make a grab for it.

She has even learnt to spit out the stone, after giving me a few near heart attacks when she kept the stone in her mouth for so long I thought she'd swallowed it.

Today, when I cupped my palm next to her mouth and said, "Spit out the stone," she did just that.

Amazing, isn't it.

I have to remind myself that just because J can't articulate, doesn't mean she can't understand me.