25 September 2007
Lots of progress for the youngest member. Able to sit up herself from laying down on belly. Babbling her consonants, and lots of it especially when upset. muh muh, ba ba, da da and so forth. Very cute. Playing around with more signs. Lots of pointing at objects. More waving at people. A new upper tooth barely poking through, but we saw it. Hurry and come through all the way!
For Kayla, more subtle developing. Getting to a new level of play, at least with older kids. That being really playing together, not just parallel play. Her imagination continues to grow as well as her attention span for projects. She was a fun companion at the beach today for low tide combing. We found lots of objects to touch and explore at the beach.
Thanks for continuing to amaze us you two!
25 September 2007
We drove down to Suzie’s today for a little family get together. The girls had a lot of fun, at least at the beginning, before the no nap syndrome kicked in. They even played a very new age piano duet. It was nice to have a visit with everyone again and see Sarah before she leaves to work in St. Croix for a while.
This was Kayla minutes after driving away in the car. We stopped off in Kelso for a quick visit with Grandma Barbara, and then hit the road to get back to Seattle that night. It worked out rather well and we were happy to wake up in the morning and be at home already.
12 September 2007
Well, Julia has found a way to move across the floor. Tim calls it crawling, but I think his term “commando” is more accurate. She uses her arms to pull herself forward and she pushes off with her feet to help too. There is sometimes a sort of accordian effect with her whole body. Just think of an inch worm. She was really working on this yesterday, but it all seems to have come together today. Now I need to watch her to see where we are not child proofed. I imagine that once Julia wants to go faster she might start a more traditional crawl, but who knows what this little one will do…
9 September 2007
We finally decided to get our behinds in gear and try another hike. This one had a bit of vertical at least. It felt so great to get out. We hiked to poo poo point from the landing zone. The trail proved to be a freeway, but so be it. Neither my body nor Julia would have made it further on a different trail. It took a long time to get Julia sacked out, and soon after, I stumbled on the way down and woke her. aaargh.
There was only one person attempting to fly while we were up there. He had two (maybe 3) failed attempts and the last landed him in the bushes. After a while when neither he nor his instructor emerged, I peeked over the edge and all I could see were the bushes moving and the ropes from the paraglider all tangled up. Oops. Not his day I suppose. Hopefully this will be the first of many hikes this fall.
7 September 2007
The weather turned out nice again for Oma and Opa’s return before flying back home. I finally scored a used double stroller and we had a chance to try it out. Can’t ask for more, it is purple after all.
We made it to the sculpture park as Opa had never been. It is right on the sound which makes for a beautiful background. My dad has such a knack for taking photos that I wanted to include one. Overall we had another nice visit and wish Florida wasn’t so far away.
3 September 2007
That’s right, we found the very last (well almost last) campsite left in the state of Washington at Dash point state park in Federal Way. It was surprisingly nice. Our campsite was pretty private and surrounded by blackberries which Miss Kayla and her “timmy” of course loved. Julia was constantly trying to get the dirt and grass into her mouth, but seemed to have a good time. There were tons of children and noise, but for a 45 minute drive to and from home, it wasn’t bad at all.
We walked on the trails through the woods and walked down to the beach a couple times. The first day the tide was way out which made for a nice time. The view of the sound was super pretty and despite the rainy weather reports I heard, it was beautiful and warm. No camp trip would be complete without a campfire and some smores to jack up the youngsters on.