Camila has a really long list of words now, most of which on the spot, as I write this, I am forgetting. Here are the new ones that I remember: walk, rock, car, hat, hot, bath, down, beans, Elmo, hi, Mimi (for Amy, our neighbor) and CaMeeee (for crayon (because I write her name out every time we draw together) and for Camila).
A friend asked me if anyone else, other than her mom and dad, would be able to understand the words that she’s saying. My first thought was, of course! She says them clear as day! Then on second thought, I realized that maybe other people do not understand all of what she’s saying. I am with her every day, most days every hour and I know her. I know what she’s saying before she says it. I know what she wants (most of the time) before she asks for it. I know what mischief she wants to get into before she even thinks it. I’ve seen her learn, helped her learn and can see the the way her brain is processing information. So of course I understand what she’s saying. Will I always know her this well? It breaks my heart right now to say it but, sadly, probably not. But I do at this moment and it feels really good.
I really hope that the next time you see her you understand most of what she is saying too.
It’s a huge help in circumventing tantrums. Just saying.
Since it was near 100 degrees today in LA, we went to a local indoor, air conditioned playground for the afternoon.
This is Camila’s first interaction with a doll. She was crazy about it. Sibling, anyone?
She gave the doll a kiss and a really big hug.
Then she tried to pull the eyelashes off.
And to keep it gender balanced, she also played with a car (another one of her favorite words).
Storytime. (What is it with kids and Elmo?!)
It was a really nice afternoon.
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You make my heart dance a happy dance!!!
A. i can’t believe how big she is (which makes me miss you three very much)
B. has anyone told you lately that you are one hot mama?
much love, elizabeth
what IS it with kids an Elmo.
That was her first big wOw moment.
Then it was Thomas the Tank Engine.
Then it was racecars.
Now she’s gone Scooby Doo bananas!!!!!!!!!
Oh Rebecca it’s so fun to look through this. It’s like seeing where we were 2 years ago but now through those beautiful frosty sentimental memory lenses. I know EXACTLY what it feels like to know her so well as I too could always understand her because I knew what she would be talking about anyway and because we were ALWAYS together.
This mama love is so intense in ways I could never have imagined.
The answer of course is still a firm “no” (so Parisa don’t get crazy on me) but I am exploring my feelings about having another baby…could I pull it off? am I too tired and poor? am I too old? am I crazy? but why wouldn’t I want to fill my home with more of that love? Why wouldn’t I want to meet another D and H creation? And what a waster of two healthy people who love each other and have so much love for others…to just choose not to. What a bummer for the potentially amazing spirits yet to come through…like the amazing spirit of Harper has. Wow. ok…too much comment, me cry now.
I miss you.
Kiss her much. She’s a lucky soul.
can’t wait to see you all again soon and meet Camila!
and
p.s.
i can tell her age because of the chub still folding over her wrists. I remember when Harper’s were like that. It’s kinda of the last truly “baby” that goes. Then the chub turns toddler shaped.
I love you and miss you. We’re in the same boat about number 2- do we have enough energy, time and money to devote to a second kid without taking away from the first one and each other. We’re artists for crying out loud! I only think of how great it was growing up with a sister and I would love to give that gift to Camila too…
Come to LA soon cause I need my Heather fix.
xo
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