tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63911586610944815322024-03-12T18:19:22.524-07:00What Katie did next...Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-6231954647377986742014-03-11T19:59:00.002-07:002014-03-11T19:59:22.174-07:0010/52<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Nana bought you a fluffy. I think you quite liked it...!!</div>
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sick girl snoozing in Mama and Dadda's bed. Ain't no place you'd rather be.</div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-63715675835786946292014-03-03T21:24:00.002-08:002014-03-03T21:24:18.972-08:009/52<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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We had to go to the hospital for your eye appointment and ended up being there for 2 and a half hours. An hour of which you had blurry drops in your eyes. Thank goodness for a comfy wrap and Mama snuggles.</div>
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Today you told me a most involved story at play circle. I love to hear the ways your mind weaves the places and characters into the most amazing of tales!</div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-4531273476086271792014-02-23T17:10:00.001-08:002014-02-23T17:10:26.206-08:00sleep update #3...Maggie is now fully off the breast after she feeds to sleep between 7 and 7.30 (sometimes earlier) until around 6am. Sometimes she wakes up once in that period...sometimes she doesn't wake up at all!! Joy!<br />
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Elanor is a sleep walker. I think her mind works over time, even at night (a bit like her Daddy) and the last few nights she has been getting up an weeing in strange places. Always fun. Not. I am hoping that once she starts big kindy next week this will settle down. We've been talking about it a bit in preparation so perhaps she is a bit apprehensive and that is causing her to walk more. She has also started, seperate from the sleep walking, screaming in the night to wake Maggie up. She has told us it's on purpose. INFURIATING! She won't go back to sleep in her own bed without a fight. There's no room in our bed and she won't sleep on the floor in our room. I have resorted to a sticker chart where she gets a sticker if she has a good night then 10 stickers = a treat of her own choosing. Let's see how it goes.<br />
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Ain't that always the way - one thing gets better then something else comes along to rock the boat.<br />
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Hey, that's parenthood ya'll!!Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-74865644895722784022014-02-23T17:05:00.002-08:002014-02-23T17:05:22.697-08:008/52<table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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You were very tired and snuggly this morning. I cherish these times...I don't get as many snuggles now that you're a big ol' grown up girl. </div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-47429079793222767242014-02-18T11:12:00.002-08:002014-02-18T11:12:17.633-08:007/52a tad late... sorry!<br />
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I'll huff and I'll puff and I'll blow your tower down! It took you a while and a LOT of puff, but it did eventually fall.<br />
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Today you were super tired. You fell asleep standing up on Dadda.<br />
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-4790403140003644992014-02-08T19:58:00.004-08:002014-02-08T19:58:52.175-08:006/52<div style="text-align: center;">
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You LOVE to climb trees. Today you were a Mama duck looking for a place to lay her 22,000 ducklings. You are going to be one busy Mama duck!</div>
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-59859923296611302632014-02-08T16:50:00.000-08:002014-02-08T16:50:33.863-08:00spoken word - Hollie McNishI just cannot get enough of listening to this woman at the moment. <br />
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I was first introduced to Hollie when somone shared the video for "embarrassed", a poem about her breastfeeding experience. I was BLOWN AWAY. The way this woman is able to articulate her thoughts, my thoughts, so beautifully yet with real edge is amazing. I cannot take my eyes or ears off her once I have pressed play. <br />
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I have often thought about spoken word. It is something I enjoy listening to and I do write a bit but I'm not sure it's something I could do myself. I am a performer, yes, but I don't know if I would be able to let myself be free enough to work up moment and rhythm of this kind. <br />
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you enjoy <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qCO-YmLT8t4" target="_blank">Megatron</a> - this one almost had me in tears. Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-48556317119701923772014-02-03T12:44:00.000-08:002014-02-02T12:45:21.737-08:00sleep update #2We have come to a point where Maggie is no longer feeding in the night - I sort of thought this day would never come! She still wakes anywhere between 1 and 4 (last night!) times a night but doesn't ask for BB. Actually, it's pretty weird - some of the times she wakes up and just writhes around, doesn't want cuddles, nothing will help. She writhes and groans/cries for a while then goes back to sleep. It's like she doesn't know how to get comfortable enough to go back to sleep.<br />
While I am OK about the night feeds being dropped (mostly for the quest for bebe #3) because the day feeds remain plentiful I feel sad that she doesn't want to cuddle or be stroked or talk or anything when she's in the writhey place. Luckily not every night waking is like that.<br />
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-18201066068881115642014-01-25T14:18:00.000-08:002014-01-25T14:18:45.970-08:004/52<div style="text-align: justify;">
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-29199867230759709472014-01-24T21:37:00.002-08:002014-01-24T21:44:43.356-08:00TTC over share...Once again, because I am aware that very few people read these ramblings I am going to (potentially) over share and have a rant. Here I go...<br />
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We have been TTC #3 in earnest for about 7 months. Now, I know that is not a very long time in the scheme of things and many, many couples try for way longer but it is feeling like FOREVER. It has never taken us more than 3 months before and every month is just a huge downer. Last month and this month it has really upset the Mr too, which has sucked. I guess I didn't realize, being wrapped up in my own crazy-lady-want-a-bebe place that he is quite keen on the idea too. Duh!<br />
We were hoping for a smaller gap between kiddies this time around, but that ain't happening. First off I didn't get a cycle back until Maggie was about 13 months and they have been strange since. In saying that, the last 3 had come down (from 43) to 34 days so we were all ready and amped up for this one to be the same....NAH. <br />
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Me:(thinking) Awesome, ovulation some time over this weekend. Hooray!! <br />
We'll so make a bebe this time...<br />
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My body: NAH! Period! Sucker.<br />
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So it arrives, what we thought to be mid cycle. And breaks my freaking heart. >Insert crazy lady crying inside her wardrobe here< (that was me. I totally did that...)<br />
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So now we're kind of confused and unsure of where to go next. The obvious answer is chill out, have sex 3 times a week, every week and wait for it to happen... easier said than done. But we're going to try. I (we) just have to try not to get so attached to the idea of adding to our clan. Again, easier said than done. <br />
I am also going to give night weaning a good go. Really. Well...I'm going to try harder anyway. There is not a period of more than 4 hours, day or night, that Maggie does not feed and I am sure (from research) that this is contributing to the wacky cycles.<br />
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I am by no means forgetting or minimizing the fact that we already have two insanely awesome children who we (mostly!) highly enjoy! It does make it hard though when the biggest little says things like "is Mavis in your belly yet? It kind of looks like she is?" and "when are we going to get a baby. Tomorrow? You have to tell me so I can draw it a picture kay?"...the cuteness...sigh.<br />
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I know that we could on the TTC rollercoaster for a while longer and while it's not a journey I enjoy, I am trying to be present and connect with the whole experience. Many couples try for years and years without any joy. I know this. It's one of the reasons I want to be a surrogate after our own family is complete. <br />
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<br />Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-60808237065496952062014-01-22T00:36:00.003-08:002014-01-22T00:36:54.728-08:00sleep update #1...So, sorry Dr. Jay Gordon, as wonderful as your method sounded I have to admit I have not followed it through. I have decided that the best thing for us at the moment is to just go with what works in the moment. Some nights Maggie will go back to sleep with a cuddle, some nights not. I am consciously trying to delatch her before she is asleep though. Unless I am unconscious, then... not so much.<br />
The main reason for this is that she doesn't make a fuss when I stick a boob in her mouth and it is better for everyone's sleep if the night is quiet. Catch my drift? So for now we will continue to do whatever works at a given time...but with a slightly more conscious (unless I am, as previously mentioned, unconscious) effort not to feed her all the way back to sleep during the night.<br />
Last night she did one of her longest stretches in her whole life EVER - 7pm-12.45am. 5 hours and 45 mins. BOOYAH!<br />
And now you're probably falling asleep at the boringness of my night life. Hey, at least someone is asleep...!!Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-51567395030775826142014-01-18T18:03:00.002-08:002014-01-18T18:04:36.774-08:003/52<div style="text-align: center;">
Right, I'm finished playing catch up now, phewf! I am really enjoying taking time to get to actually take pictures. I don't have a fancy phone camera so don't often taken photos of the random little things. This project is encouraging/forcing me to get the camera out more and document these growing critters.</div>
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This week our new friends gave us their first egg and you take great delight in being the one to collect it. Also to eat it. Dippy egg is definitely a firm favourite!</div>
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Was on facebook (aka. demon timesucker) and a "friend" asked about what to do with her 2 year old with and attitude problem. The number of people who responded telling her to give her daughter a whack disturbed me. I really felt like saying "bro, that is illegal for a reason!"...but I didn't. Instead I wrote about how I deal with my children in difficult moments then felt like a giant hippy for trying to relate to my children as small people and acknowledge their feelings. I do realize that sometimes children go feral, I know this, for a fact but I often find that distraction/being taken to a quiet place for a chat/a cuddle/being let loose outside works for us more than I could ever imagine a smack doing. I'm not saying people who smack their children are all "bad parents", more like good parents with a bad idea? Disclaimer: I am also in no way claiming to be the perfect parent. At. All.<br />
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It got me to thinking though if these adults who regularly smack their children for breaking rules would be so happy to be bent over the bonnet of their car and spanked whenever they got pulled over for speeding. Or whether they think that people who break the law should be flogged instead of being given "time out" in prison. Hey, maybe I'm making assumptions... maybe these people are all law abiding folk, apart from the smacking thing.<br />
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I find it strange that people would be against physical punishment in schools, yet happily smack their children to "teach them a lesson" at home. I know most would say we're just talking about a tap on the bum but hitting is hitting man! And don't even start me on the madness of hitting your child as a punishment for them having hit someone else.<br />
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-16110369250981891772014-01-13T15:23:00.000-08:002014-01-13T15:23:02.057-08:00chuckles...I was looking back through old posts from 2012 and found the ones about the no-cry sleep solution. As you can tell from my almost forgetting that it ever happened, it didn't go too well. And here we are...at almost 2 years old, waking every two hours in the night for a boob. It doesn't bother me all that much - I've become used to functioning on such little sleep, mostly - but baby number 3 is never going to come along with such frequent night nursings. Not so much the finding the time or being too tired for the party but more the physiological luteal phase/cycle related things...<br />
And so, we've turned to Dr Jay Gordon's changing sleep patterns in the family bed. By all accounts it seems to be gentle but also effective. We'll see.<br />
I think, before we disliked the frequent waking but not so much that we were willing to make it worse to make it better. Now we're ready. We're ready to get her back to sleep in other ways and while it may take longer (and be louder) at first *hopefully* after that it'll get better. Right?<br />
The basic gist as I understand it is for 3 nights, between 11pm and 6am, you give them a short feed but take them off before they're asleep and just cuddle until they are. The next 3 nights you miss out the feeding part and just go straight to the cuddling (this is the part I am DREADING). Then the next 4 nights you talk and touch/rub/pat but as minimal as possible.<br />
I really want to continue feeding during the day and outside those 7 hours so this seems to be a good plan for us at the moment.<br />
I am nervous but hopeful and prepared to be even more exhausted for the next little while.<br />
<br />Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-30933332320464965212014-01-12T13:29:00.001-08:002014-01-12T13:29:40.302-08:00new year...With the new year I am thinking about returning to this place, if only to join in with the 52 weeks project over at <a href="http://www.bloglovin.com/frame?blog=11515797&group=0&frame_type=b&link=aHR0cDovL3ByYWN0aXNpbmdzaW1wbGljaXR5LmNvbS8&frame=1&click=0&user=0" target="_blank">practising simplicity</a> (I'm well aware that I'm two weeks behind!). I think it would be good for me to document, mainly for myself, these girls as they grow.<br />
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Goals in this household for 2014 -<br />
<u>simplify</u> (everything)<br />
we started out well, having a huge clean out on boxing day. We have had another one since and four trips to the Sallies later (who could believe it!) we are feeling a lot lighter.<br />
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<u>get better at what I do</u> (sewing-wise)<br />
In 2013 I started selling my little foxes at markets and on facebook. This year I plan to add a few things to the repertoire and to hone my skills. I also want to sew as much as possible (as time allows) for the girls.<br />
Here's my facebook page - <a href="https://www.facebook.com/cuttapea" target="_blank">cuttapea</a><br />
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<u>intentional time with each girl</u><br />
The days fly by and this year I want to make a real effort to spend time with the girls as individuals. Because Maggie still feeds quite heavily it is easy for me to steal moments with her but Elanor proves more tricky...I guess that's what happens as the bigger one becomes more and more independent and needs you to do less and less for them? So, intentionally making time for each.<br />
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<u>intentional adult time</u><br />
not that kind of adult time! There seems to be very little time in our day for talking uninterrupted, pottering in the garden, spending time nourishing each other. Trite, but this year we are planning to have a "date" a month - go out for fro yo, take a walk...nothing too crazy (read, expensive) as well as trying to take a moment each day to reconnect.<br />
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<u>finish my LLL leadership</u><br />
I was recently asked if I'd like to work towards becoming a La Leche League leader and jumped at the chance! I plan to finish it all before the end of this year. That's the plan anyway...<br />
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<u>more sleep</u><br />
always! Maggie is a shocker so...there is no plan on how to help her sleep longer/more but...<br />
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<u>keep gardening</u><br />
this is more the husband guy's domain than mine but I'm learning a lot and loving it. We are working towards being able to provide (mostly) for ourselves, one day. Also, I just bought 3 chickens - Marjorie, Unicorn-sparkle and Buttercup.<br />
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So, come at us 2014! Let's see what happens...<br />
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-24133158011993790362013-05-22T15:03:00.001-07:002013-05-22T15:03:35.924-07:00OMFG!!!! Check this out ya'll....Stella over at <a href="http://verydarkhorse.blogspot.co.nz/2013/05/a-giveaway-for-mamas.html" target="_blank">the golden adventures</a> is running a MAD giveaway. Enter! Or don't, 'cos I want to win. I need to win!! To say I like foxes is indeed an understatement...I have one tattooed on me arm for goodness sake! In my house, on my clothings, I make them...I LOVE FOXES.<br />
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I am going to go and make a cuppa and calm down now.<br />
SQQQQQQUUUUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-27465162222712855322013-04-30T15:22:00.001-07:002013-04-30T15:22:18.030-07:00another SUPER sweet giveaway...So for the sweetest giveaway to warm up your winter and put a HUGE smile on your dial go see <a href="http://verydarkhorse.blogspot.co.nz/2013/04/rainy-day-giveaway.html?showComment=1367360429630#c6071521218768427800" target="_blank">Stella</a>!<br />
This giveaway is so chock full of awesomeness it'll blow your mind.<br />
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Enter! Or don't...it gives me more chance of winning muahahaha<br />
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For the littlest little's first birthday I decided on a teddy bears' picnic as we are pretty much a house overrun by stuffed animals. Family and so many awesome friends from near and far came to share the special celebearation (see what I did there?) with us...it was heartwarming and totally fun for all!<br />
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When I wake up in the morning I'll be thinking of the milestones and times as we go through the day. At 2pm I'll remember how I went downstairs to our bed to lie down with Elanor and how 10 minutes later I was up in the lounge rocking. At 3pm I'll remember the look on Jason's face as he came back from the barn expecting to find Ellie and I sleeping peacefully but instead found me grinding my lower back into the kitchen bench (soooooo good!). And at 6.32pm I'll remember that huge surge of power and emotion as Maggie came into the world...then after the briefest touch was taken away to be put on a ventilator. At 10.10pm before I go to bed I'll remember the first time I saw that baby girl, all tubes and wires and smushed up little face.<br />
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I have been thinking about a new tattoo for a while and the gods be telling me now is the time. After a Christmas gift from my Dad and a thank you present from the Shakespeare cast I now find myself with $200 worth of vouchers. Perfect! It seems to make sense to do it now, going into cooler weather. Reason being that I am thinking about starting a half sleeve that I (obviously) won't be able to finish all that quickly so arm with half finished tattoo being covered up through winter would be a good idea.<br />
I am struggling though - do I start something big or get something smaller that I have the funds to finish??<br />
Hungarian folk art, foxes, craft related and doily tattoos fill my dreams...<br />
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decisions, decisions...</div>
Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-25826125158224066832013-03-21T12:45:00.001-07:002013-03-21T12:45:15.473-07:00sweet giveaway...Stella over at <a href="http://verydarkhorse.blogspot.co.nz/" target="_blank">this cool blog</a> is hosting a RAD glasses giveaway - get amongst it...but not too much 'cos I WANT TO WIN!! I need new glasses so bad. Mind you...even if I don't I'll probs order some from <a href="http://www.firmoo.com/" target="_blank">Firmoo</a> - pretty darn cool and above all affordable. Will have to put the Mr onto this in preparation for the sad day when his ray bans inevitably get munted.<br />
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YEAHBOOOOOOOOOOOI!! Thanks Stella<br />
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xKatiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06671283272911757300noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6391158661094481532.post-31043439167318476192013-03-18T18:30:00.000-07:002013-03-18T18:30:07.404-07:00watching watching...Ebaby goes to a Steiner kindy 3 half days a week and we try to follow the same principles of providing practical, hands-on activities and environments that encourage creative play - letting her discover things for herself.<br />
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I often draw alongside her or she asks me to draw things for her. I have never shown her "how" to draw a face or even a circle and was super stoked when she came to show me this picture after a quiet 15 mins in the playroom...<br />
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was a really proud Mama moment for me but also made me so much more aware of just how much our biggest little is learning from watching us. Makes you think about your behavior huh?Sheeeesh!<br />
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PS. Note Daddy's beard!! <br />
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