Sunday, September 30, 2012
Friday, September 28, 2012
A handful of crooked, priceless baby smiles
Infinity kisses on sweet baby cheeks
Not so infinite naps and stolen moments of peace and quiet
Diaper changes too numerous to count
days of not being puked on.. too few to count
Two-kid melt downs more frequent than I can admit to on this happy blog post
Two wide eyes, starting to check out the world around
Five hundred meditations of mothers' gratitude for the gift of two healthy, beautiful children
Four weeks of falling in love with this sweet boy.
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
“Most kids have a special stuffed animal, ratty blanket or dog-eared book they take to sleep with them – and a lot of kids, lacking this talisman, go berserk and scream themselves to sleep. Bill Bob had no one special talisman: Bill Bob had dreefees. None of us ever quite figured out the etymology of that word, but when I asked him years later Bill Bob thought it might be an amalgamation of ‘dream’ and ‘feed’ – food for dreams you might say.”
David James Duncan
When Sadie was little we tried to get her to take to a particular lovey--it was a mild mannered teddy bear named Murray. But Murray never stuck.
For a long time, Sadie didn't have bedtime lovey at all, but around 19 or 20 months she began to bring "self-proclaimed loveys" to bed with her to snuggle with. First it was a bunny I made, then, a wooden sea otter my brother Gabe carved--which was cute, until you woke up with it wedged under your back. For a while it was a favorite ABC book, or another toy from the rotation of stuffed animals. This summer, the list of things that need to go to bed with Sadie has grown a bit, and become more random.
For example--sometimes we need "ALL Sadie's friends" which consists of Tiger, two stuffed Dogs, Joey doll, Elmo, Owl, Baby Blue (a rubber whale that goes over the spout of the bathtub so kids don't bonk their heads) and a Curious George book.
Last night, there was just Tiger, a harmonica, two kitchen spoons, and a rat-tail comb (I had to take the last three things out after she fell asleep for safety sake)
I was feeling a little disconcerted by this rotation of oddities in the bed, and then I remembered the little brother from David James Duncan's The River Why and his dreefees, and I realized, that is exactly what Sadie has.
Like many things about getting to know the small humans you are raising, Sadie's selection of dreefees is a source of amusement, wonder and curiosity to Loren and I...and even though lately we have been moving her into her own bed after she falls asleep, sometimes we still find strange things in the bed come morning.
At least we know how they got there now.