I thought marriage was a breeze until I had kids. I thought parenting was easy until the firstborn became a toddler. I thought two kids was a juggling act until I had three. Yeah, don't bother reading my thoughts. They will probably be wrong. ~The Denise half of Dwayne & Denise
As Grandpa hung a swing for Kyla in his front yard, Kyla explored his toolbox. This entertained her for a long while, and she managed to only reorganize the tools (for efficiency, you understand), and did not lose or break a one. Oh, well, I will have to teach her that when she's older, I suppose.
It was while Kyla was spending the weekend with Gramma and Grandpa that she saw "dead-heading" some of her plants. Little imitator that she is, she found a beautiful daisy to decapitate. She brought over the flowers to the yard waste can---just like Gramma!
Piper turned 4 months yesterday, and she is doing amazing things! Today, she was holding and chewing on her toys in her baby gym. When I began to record her, Kyla wanted in on the action. Kyla has been funny; after I pick Piper up from the floor after a bit of "tummy time,"Kyla takes over the vacated space, showing me how she can do tummy time even better than Piper.
Grandma and Grandpa Kruger joined Dwayne and I and the girls on a little pre-Father's Day outing at Cougar Mountain Zoo in Issaquah. Grandpa took all the pictures, so of course, he's not in any of them.
There are definitely nights Kyla resists bedtime. She's allowed to stay up as long as she wants to, as long as she stays in her room. (I can put the child to bed, but I can't make her sleep....). I always peek in before I go to bed, and tuck her back in from where she finally collapsed.
Tonight, Piper rolled from tummy to back for the first time. The performance was Oscar-worthy, had Mama had the camera on hand. But Piper did perform her acclaimed solo act four more times before an enthusiastic audience.
I was feeding Piper on in the living room today when Kyla brought me the bag of Craisons to open. She ate some but left several on the (just-vacuumed) carpet. Then she brought me some crackers that she wanted me to open for her. And, being a good parent wanting to set up parameters and consequences, I matter-of-factly told her that I would give her two crackers after she picked up the Craisons from the floor. My very intelligent daughter understood and carefully picked up every single Craison! Then she moved to the middle of the living room and dropped them all there.
Did I really ask her to pick them up and then not tell her what to do with them?!?! I deserved that.
Kyla got her crackers.
Here, Kyla is breaking Shoe, Dolly, and herself out of jail.