Saturday, July 31, 2010

Montessori-size Me


Last weekend several mommy friends and I attended an open house at a local Montessori school. We brought the kiddos with us and were all amazed at how quickly they took to the pint-sized environment. For anyone unfamiliar with the Montessori philosophy, their basic premise is that it is our job as parents to help our children to help themselves. And so the Montessori classroom looks like a studio apartment that someone zapped with a ray gun, rendering everything about 1/3 the size. Kind of like a hippie version of the children's section at Ikea. It's freaking awesome.
So immediately upon arriving home from the open house, I began inspecting our home for ways in which to make it more Lila friendly. I'd already set up stations in the living area where she can eat meals or do artwork while sitting in tiny chairs at tiny tables, so it was onto the kitchen and bedroom. I rummaged through the cabinets in search of anything Lila could use as a drinking glass and came across two tiny A&W mugs that Kit and I bought while visiting friends in Marin, many years ago. In a complete act of bravery, I offered Lila some water in one of the mugs. The first few tries involved a bit of spillage, but by the next day, she was drinking like a pro--AMAZING! I eventually headed out with the Boo to find her a table setting of her very own and between Homegoods and a local variety we were able to stock an entire shelf in the kitchen with Lila sized plates, bowls and glasses (pots and pans courtesy of Ikea). Our big girl is now eating like a grown-up :)
Next stop: the bedroom. Shortly after Lila's birth we were gifted a gently used Stokke Sleepi crib, which Lila has enjoyed sleeping in since she was about 5 months old. The Stokke website says that at 18 months, or whenever your child is walking and climbing with confidence, the crib can be transitioned to a toddler bed by removing the wheels and one of its panels. So, in another act of bravery, I reconfigured the crib and showed it to Lila. She went bonkers--climbing in and out, jumping on the mattress, rearranging her stuffies, etc. She simply could not have been more thrilled about the change. We tried out the new set up that night and, as expected, there was a bit of a learning curve. Unsure of what to make of her new found freedom, she got up out of her bed as soon as I left her room and stood sobbing at the door. She quieted down after only 5 minutes or so, however, at which time we'd assumed she'd gone back to her bed. Nope. When I peaked in to check on her, I found the poor thing curled up in a ball on her play mat, sound asleep. But just a quick scoop off the floor and back into her bed and we didn't hear a peep from her until the next morning.
The next day she did both her afternoon nap and night sleep in her new bed and both went swimmingly. By day three it was as if she'd been sleeping in her new bed for months. Kit and I were both blown away--we never would have imagined it would be that easy! Now at both nap- and bed- time, Lila gets into her bed and we snuggle beside her for a few minutes either singing or whispering to her softly until she settles in. When we leave the room, she usually lets out a brief cry, but remains in her bed until sleepy time is over. When she wakes, she quietly plays in her room until she decides she's ready to come out, at which point she stands at the gate and may call to us or just wait until we spot her.







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Though we started signing with Lila when she was about 6 months old, she never really showed an interest in reciprocating until after her first birthday. These days, she's as quick to pick up new words as she is signs, but the signing still offers a valuable form of communication, since she's not yet able to speak in sentences. At the park yesterday, after consuming the last 1/3 or so of my Kashi bar, she casually asked for "more." This has become, by far, her favorite sign, used to ask for everything from a second helping of breakfast to [yet] another read of her favorite book as well as a repetition of any silly act performed by Mommy or Daddy. Just call her the Puppet Master.

Caliente!



Last week, while both Daddy and Grammy were enjoying themselves in the wonderfully fantastic nonhumid California southland, mommy had a mad taco craving. So the Boo and I hit up yet another immeasureably inferior "Mexican" eatery in Atlanta. Clearly, no one in this state has ever travelled beyond them thar Rockies, as you would not believe what passes as "authentic" Mexican fare here. I cannot tell you how many times I've walked into what looked like a promising establishment and then had my request for an agua fresca met with a "Huh"? One dude, upon education of this most delicious and refreshing bevarage, even said he was surprised that I knew how to pronounce such a thing. Calgon, take me away....
Anyhow, to sum it up, while waiting for my off-brand tacos Lila insisted via grunts and gestures that she sample the salsa. I offered the bowl to her, figuring one taste and she'd never ask for the stuff again. Much to my surprise she happily began to chow down. I couldn't believe my eyes--who knew toddlers liked spicy food? And then, moments later, it appeared she had reached some sort of effective dose--the poor thing starts whining and panting like a dog! An 8oz drink box of soymilk and a half dozed ice cubes later however, I'm happy to report our girl made a full recovery. And mommy learned her lesson: no mas salsa.

New Shoes


After a good 6 months in a size 4, it appears the Boo's little feet are a-growin'. With her pink high-top Chuck's now in the consignment pile, we headed out to the new Nordstrom's Rack in Buckhead on a sneaker hunt. I'd been gawking over the mini Vans online for months, but was reluctant to spend the cash on a shoe I hadn't actually tried on Lila. So, you can imagine my excitement upon discovering these little nuggets in the kids' shoe department--the exact pattern I'd been eyeing in precisely the size she needed and at nearly 1/2 the retail price! Major score. And I think Lila was almost as excited as I was--she happily sat in my lap as we slipped the beauties onto her tootsies, stood up, posed for a photo op and then busted out her new shoe dance. Freaking adorable.

Saturday, July 17, 2010

Passenger Side


After a scorching hot morning at the park with her wee friends, Lila and I headed back to the car, only to be greeted with temperatures that, to describe as inhumane, would be the understatement of all understatements. As this tends to be a rather frequent occurrence in summertime GA, we've instated a car re-entry ritual of sorts: I open all the windows, set the AC on deep freeze and let Lila sit in the passenger seat with the vents all gunning for her flushed little face. This is generally accompanied by the consumption of icy cold water from mommy's thermos (because my water always seems to taste better than hers...) and some pretty sweet chair dancing. Good times :)





Oatmeal With a Side of Yo Gabba Gabba!


Despite my better judgement, and the recent purchase of a ridiculously overpriced Mutsy booster seat (it's orange, how could I resist?!), I recently caved in to our little Boo's blossoming desire to enjoy mealtimes unrestrained. Having mastered the art of the spoon, I figured the mess wouldn't be so bad and besides, all the baby/toddler blogs tell me I should be encouraging such acts of independence at this age, so as to foster her development as an individual (blah blah blah....).
As you can see from the photos, the table remained remarkably clean. What you don't see, however, are the globs of oatmeal that found their way into the rug, down the hallway, onto her bedroom floor, in poor Rocky's fur, etc. etc........


Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Hump Day




Today's "Mommy and Me" excursion with the Boo: Daddy's office!
After a morning of Wiggles (ughhhhh....) and tickles, Lila and I headed over to Turner to meet Kit for lunch. She couldn't have been more thrilled by the big, green chopper that greeted us in the main lobby (mama's little gear head!), and so we naturally seized the moment for a prime photo op.
Next stop, Antico on the West side for some "authentic Napoletana" pizza. A friend told me about this place, saying it was the only palatable pizza she'd had in all her years in Atlanta. And at $20 a pie (seriously, is this extortion?), I'm happy to say it did not disappoint--super yummers! It also appears that I've birthed a pizza snob, as I've offered to share a slice with Lila on many an occasion only to be rebuffed. Well, not this time! As soon as our pie was delivered to the table, the little monkey promptly commandeered herself a fork and staked her claim :)



























Friday, July 9, 2010

Hippo Hop





Today was another sweltering hot day, too hot even for the park. So after breakfast, I packed up some lunch and we headed to our go-to spot for beating the heat: Hippo Hop. HH is one of several indoor playgrounds in the area and is essentially a big, open studio space filled with inflatable bouncy houses and a random assortment of toys in various states of disrepair. Add to this 30-40 hyperstimulated toddlers (and at least as many mommies/daddies/nannies chasing after them) and were talking Fun City. But sometimes desperate times call for desperate measures and, frankly, any clean-up free activity is ultimately a winner in my book!

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

4th of July Weekend




Still no fireworks for the Boo this year. Figure it'll be another year or two before she's able to stay awake long enough to catch the show. The watermelon agua fresca appears to have more than made up for the absence of incendiaries, however. One sip of mommy's drink and she was grinning ear to ear....and then grunting...lots of loud grunting. Alas, harmony was restored with the delivery of a libation of her very own.