Poor Bugaboo has been so sick this weekend. She looks like death warmed over.
Before she came down with this cold, though, she was delightfully spunky. She is saying so many words that I can’t keep track, echoing everything the big kids say: “Thank you,” “Daddy home,” “Jesus Amen.” Recently, when she wakes up, she stands at her crib, calling, “Mommy! MomMY!” until I come get her. She still points to tell me she wants to get out into the living room and join in the action NOW. Her favorite breakfast foods are pancakes or yogurt-and-oatmeal-with-mini-chocolate-chips. She’s a chocolate lover after my own heart.
She loves playing in the play kitchen and helping me cook. She loves her new doll, Tib, and tries to play with the big girls with their dolls. One day when I didn’t get in to get her out of her nap fast enough, I found her sitting back down in her crib, giving Tib a bottle. I swear she was telling her, “milk.” She loves her new bike helmet, and now that I finally got them to sell me a replacement chin clip, she loves putting it on and going outside to ride her scooter.
She’s still napping 2-3 hours a day, now delightfully flexible so that I can put her down anywhere between 11 and 2 and she’ll sleep. Busy mornings at CBS or church wear her out, though, and she’ll fall asleep in the car no matter how hard Tommy tries to keep her awake on the way home. Fortunately, she transfers well. She’s going down at 7:30-8 with the big kids and sadly is still waking up at 6-6:30. I miss the 7-7 pre-Christmas schedule.
She really likes sitting in Susie’s booster seat at the table with the big kids. I still generally put her in her high chair because it’s easier and out of the way of the school chaos mess on the table most lunchtimes, but we’re going to move her up permanently to the booster soon. She knows that her plates are pink and acts as incredulous as her siblings if I accidentally give her the wrong color.
At nighttime, Janie loves being a part of family worship time. We just have to say the words, and she runs for the bookshelves, pulls the Big Picture Story Bible off the top shelf, lugs it (“heavy!”) over to the couch, and settles on someone’s lap to read. She inexplicably hates her hymn (“Amazing Grace”) but likes it when we sing anything else, especially Hallelu-Hallelujah (She stands up for the Praise ye the Lords along with the big kids).
When she’s not sick, she’s either cheerful or whiney (Noooooo and MMMMooooooooooooommy are her special whine words). She doesn’t like much meat and is extremely picky, loving zucchini one meal and refusing to eat it the next. She does always love spaghetti and anything baked with sugar or chocolate.
Tommy took a couple of pictures of her last week before the cold hit. They showcase how much Jane-Bug loves to CHEESE for the camera these days!
