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puddling lately

February 21, 2014

bee’s recipe for an ideal day, leading to a peaceful evening and a restful night for mama:

  • no less than two doses of outside time which can include a walk, a search for those helicopter things (bee calls them ‘seeds’) that you can throw and spin around in the backyard, puddle stomping, or playground play
  • physical activity in the form of the above or dancing in a big open space like our basement or the grocery store
  • protein-filled snacks like hummus and cheeses
  • friends – be it a play date, kiddie event, or a chance encounter with neighborhood kids (bee calls them ‘babies’ despite the fact that they are all quite older than her)

if we miss any of these things, there’s a chorus to our evenings of ‘mama, mimi, mommy’ with arms outreached and legs collapsing underneath. and if we fill our day with too many stimulating experiences, the chorus is amplified. the simpler the day, the better. so basically, i cannot wait for the sun to come back.

life lately has been all muck and no sunshine. and yet, bee still insists on at least twice-daily adventures in fresh air. one of her first words to master was ‘go’ and it is the mantra for our days, rainy or not. if she merely sees the great outdoors, she wants to go to there. but a recent discovery of puddles means we don’t have to leave the backyard. an hour or more can be spent examining the lack of proper drainage on our pavers.

i’ve also gotten in the habit of walking bee to sleep in the afternoon, which is not necessarily enjoyable for me now that my belly is protruding in the front nearly as much as bee on my back. then add a downpour and the fact that i can only find a child-size umbrella, and it makes for a particularly wet situation. still hasn’t held us back though. the fear of her skipping a nap or crying is much greater than the fear of lower back pain these days.

because crying. eye puddles, man. they have been coming to me more often than my life calls for. particularly moving ice dance in sochi? puddle. athlete falls down during ski cross race? puddle. realizing i accidentally deleted a year’s worth of iphone videos and cannot complete my family movie montage? big puddle. is it the time of year? pregnancy hormones? the insomnia i’ve had for days? probably option d. all of the above.

but oh yes, we are leaving for kona on sunday. so i expect these puddles will all dry up.

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oh ya, that fancy gold-sequined collar? we were playing dress up with bee's tutus and headbands right before the little ones spotted the pool in the backyard.

oh ya, that fancy gold-sequined collar? we were playing dress up with bee’s tutus and headbands right before the little ones spotted the pool in the backyard.

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someone loves to put her hair in a ponytail - even though there is hardly enough hair to call it that.

someone loves to put her hair in a ponytail – even though there is hardly enough hair to call it that.

a baby girl’s first snow day (or…minutes)

December 19, 2013

the other day, portland had it’s first blast of snow. of course, the entire city shut down – schools closed, everyone huddled indoors for warmth. but not little bee. she wanted to go outside immediately to discover what this snow was that we kept reading about. here’s how it went down.

 

to my ever-loving-outdoors-girl, this powdery dusting of snow looks ever-so-inviting  

to my ever-loving-outdoors-girl, this powdery dusting of snow looks ever-so-inviting

yes, we wear boy pajamas sometimes. no shame

yes, we wear boy pajamas sometimes. no shame

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it was a magical first encounter

it was a magical first encounter

followed immediately by frozen fingers and tears

followed immediately by frozen fingers and tears

never has she ever been excited to come back indoors until now

never has she ever been excited to come back indoors until now

lucky for mom, bee finally appreciates an indoor day

lucky for mom, bee finally appreciates an indoor day

so i guess the moral of the story is, buy some mittens if you want to play in freezing degrees. or do as i did to tame the beast of an always-begging-to-play-outside-toddler. she hasn’t been the same since. we’ve finally been able to have days without leaving the house a single time with no breakdowns, which before the snow-incident was inconceivable.