I love that our two-year-old–without a word from me–can get a carton of grapes out of the grocery bag, bring it to the counter beside the sink, drag a chair over to the sink so she can reach it, open the carton, detach a bunch of grapes, close the carton back up, wash the grapes, de-stem them, put them in…
The Chronicles of Walking R
So the highlight of my day today was E helping R walk. She walked behind her, holding her hands, while R just plowed right along from the living room to the dining room to the kitchen. The funny part about all this is that R weighs maybe half of what E does, so when R pitches forward uncontrollably, E is…
They say time flies.
It’s interesting, as R gets older, to see how my perceptions of her growing are different than they were from those of E. I suppose I don’t have time to pay as much exclusive attention to her–and since I know now the general course of infancy and early toddlerhood, I’m less eager for it to speed on by–and so the…