Friday 29 March 2013

Gold fish, silver fish, big blue pond

Yesterday Audrey picked up a piece of paper. It was a leaflet with a picture of a fish on it. "Oh no!" she said. "Got to put it in the pond!" We were supposed to be heading out. I'd struggled to get her dressed, struggled to get myself dressed, struggled to get her to put her welly boots on and keep them on. We had things to do, Important Things by boring, grown up standards. I was tired, we were late. I was boring and grown up and fed up. "I don't think we've got a pond, darling," I sighed.




"The pond!" she insisted. And I had a quick and slightly stern mental chat with myself about exactly what is really important, about the kind of parent I want to be and the kind of life I want to live and... well, long story short, we've spent the last 24 hours constructing one freaking awesome pond in our living room, guys.




We did still go out. We did still get things done. But in between those boring, grown up things we dyed rice blue with food colouring. We cut big pieces of sugar paper and taped them together. We've ripped up tissue paper, we've spread glue around with a little plastic red glue stick, and we've stuck fish shaped stickers onto paper fish.



What's the point of all the grown up have-to-do stuff? It's this, isn't it? Paper ponds and fancy fish. Mess and creativity and pretend, crammed into the spaces between all the ordinary brickwork of our ordinary lives.






This morning Audrey is adding some finishing touches to the pond while wearing nothing but a rocket ship pyjama top and a pair of sunglasses. She accidentally hit me in the face with a plastic red glue stick, and when I flinched she laughed. "No," I said, let her hearing how sad and hurt I was that she found my pain funny. I tried to use her own language. "That hurt me. Big bump, ow."




I saw her face change. "Poor Mama," she said. "Oh Mama. Make it better." She stroked my face where she'd hit it, the same way I do for her when she walks into the rocking chair or trips on a toy. She kissed the top of my head. "There. 's that better? Big hug." She folded herself into my arms. "Thank you, baby," I murmured.


"You're WELCOME, Mama. Now come on - hide!"

Tuesday 12 March 2013

Nearly Two

Audrey will be two years old next month. It's amazing. As I'm writing this she's dancing with her toy dinosaur, laughing and singing. Audrey at nearly-two LOVES to sing. Incy Wincy Spider, Wind the Bobbin Up, Wheels on the Bus, Bob the Builder. She does all the actions.


Audrey at nearly-two is learning how to read. She has a couple of sight words (cat, dog, hat) and is working on more. She knows some but not all of the phonics sounds. She understands she has to sound out the letters to make the word. She sees the word cat and says "c-a-t... cat!" We play a lot of letter games.




Audrey at nearly-two is great at counting to ten, although she often misses out the numbers 2 and 4. This is getting better with practice - and there is nothing Audrey loves more than practicing her counting! She counts EVERYTHING she sees. We play a lot of number games.





Audrey at nearly-two watches possibly too much television. She has dvds of Charlie and Lola, Bob the Builder, Peppa Pig, the Aristocats. She likes the Wiggles and Pocoyo, which she watches on youtube. She still loves the French cartoon Trotro. She introduces herself to characters on the screen: "Hello Ellie! I'm Audrey."




Audrey at nearly-two loves to "read" books. She sits and looks at the pictures and describes everything that's happening, telling you (or, more often, the cats) the whole story. She especially likes to tell you if anyone is feeling sad. Thinking and talking about emotions is quite a new thing for her, although we've been encouraging it since she was a baby with our emotions flashcards. My feeling is that if we can give her the words to express her emotions and to learn about ours, it will help her to feel understood and to understand where we're coming from. The beginnings of empathy, basically.





Audrey at nearly-two doesn't like eating vegetables, but she does like eating curry. Her favourite food is probably chicken and rice, closely followed by chips. She likes apple slices and apple biscuits, she likes shepherd's pie and pizza, she loves popcorn although she calls it cauliflower. She very determinedly feeds herself, using a knife and fork. Any attempts to help are met with a lot of upset. She is fiercely independent in some ways, shy and clingy in others. I love both sides of her so much.





Audrey at nearly-two loves hugs and kisses. After her nap she likes to lie in her bed next to me and chat and cuddle for a while. She says "And now... kisses!" and kisses my cheeks. She waves goodbye to Ian from the window as he goes to work and, not understanding that he can't hear her, she says "Love you, Dada! See you soon!" every morning. When she hears his key in the door at the end of the day she yells "Dada's here!" and RUNS to meet him and talk to him and tell him and show him everything she's done that day.



Audrey at nearly-two loves the regular museum more than the museum of childhood. She loves the swimming pool. She loves kindergym, but not as much as she loves the play park outside kindergym. She likes going to the shops and helping me carry the basket, then helping me carrying the bag of shopping home by holding one of the handles while I hold the other. She loves her friends, whether they're little like her or grown up like Ally, Cori, Graham, Ros, David, Michael or her many uncles and aunts. She asks for these people by name almost every day. She wants to "see friends, play together!"



Audrey at nearly-two loves dinosaurs, building blocks, cars and motorbikes and regular bikes, diggers and tractors, cranes. She loves all kinds of animals, but especially cats, horses, birds, fish, dogs and guinea pigs. She wants to make friends with every dog we see at the park. She says she loves the snow, but doesn't actually want to go out in it too much. She loves teddy bears, and feeds them raisins.




Audrey at nearly-two is the most brilliant person I think I've ever met.


Sunday 3 March 2013

Visiting

We went away recently for a long weekend visiting my grandparents, and we were joined by some of our favourite people - Grandad Steve, Aunty Kate and Uncle Jonathon. We got the train down to Blackpool - a trip we're becoming very familiar with. Unfortunately the trains are usually full of obnoxious stag and hen parties being loud and keeping Audrey from sleeping - Audrey, in contrast, is good as gold and happily looks out of the window with me for most of the journey, pointing out sheep and trees and funny shaped clouds. The weather was even sunny enough for sunglasses! (I have to point out that Audrey wears these even when the weather isn't sunny).

 


Audrey loves her Great-Nana and Great-Grandad. After half an hour's shyness she is ALL OVER them, holding them by the hand and dragging them all over the house.












Not to mention Grandad Steve! (Who fell asleep himself shortly after this pic was taken and snored so loudly that he woke Audrey up. Oh yes, we won't let him forget it.)


And Aunty Kate and Uncle J!




Audrey was spoiled for affection and attention (note: I don't actually believe it's possible to spoil a child with too much of these things) and Ian and I were spoiled by being able to actually sit down for stretches of time longer than ten minutes. Score!




We went on a walk along the sea wall, right by the ocean (the sea air, if you're not used to it, will make you soooooooo tired), and saw a field full of geese with a pony and a llama. Which Audrey insisted was a cow. And berated loudly for not mooing enough. (Also, at the sound of drilling from nearby roadworks, Aunty Kate managed to genuinely ask "Is that the llama?" - anther thing we're not going to let her forget).















The next day we went out for ice cream and oh my goodness, Audrey had the BEST time ever. Grandad Steve "shared" his ice cream with Audrey (translation: she took all of it for herself, and had some of mine too).
















There was one of those toy car things for kids to ride on - it wasn't plugged in, but Audrey LOVED to sit on it anyway and chat to Bert and Ernie (she called both of them Bert, and said they were her friends - she hugged and kissed them endlessly).



Grandad Steve has a toy helicopter that really flies, which he brought with him for everyone to play with. Audrey was absolutely captivated.

























What a wonderful little holiday.