Wednesday, February 23, 2022
Monday, February 21, 2022
- is three stanzas long with six lines per stanza, four beats per line (with some wiggle room)
- includes at least two internal and one external slant rhyme per stanza
- has only two end stops per stanza
- makes grammatical sense
- but is, on the whole, meaningless
Friday, February 18, 2022
Last Sunday (February 6), Zoë picked out an outfit for Phoebe, including a little pair of booties that I made years ago (either when Miriam was a baby or when Zoë was a baby). It probably won't surprise you to learn that Zoë picked out a very similar outfit to wear (minus the handmade slippers).
Thursday, February 17, 2022
Our lessons were interrupted by a Phoebe blow-out of epic proportions. Zoë and Alexander have been begging to take a bath with Phoebe, so I figured today would be a good day for it. I drew a bath and then...no one wanted to get in with her, which would have been fine except I've been using older children as "bath chairs" for so long that I'm not sure how to bathe a baby on its own. After showing them that I'd already cleaned Phoebe off they were once again really excited about bathing with her.
And thus, at the ripe old age of 3 months and 4 days old, Phoebe had her very first official bath (before this she'd only had showers or sponge baths).
Wednesday, February 16, 2022
Sunday, February 13, 2022
Phoebe still sometimes surprises me with how much she likes to sleep. She gets up in the morning and plays for a while, but soon she just wants to nurse and nap. And then she does about the same thing in the afternoon.
So sometimes how exhausted I am surprises me. But there you have it.
She's starting to do fun things, like bring her fists (and anything she happens to grab onto) to her mouth, stick out her tongue, blow bubbles, and is tolerating tummy time a lot better these days.
Benjamin was so proud the other day when I finally gave him permission to stand up with Phoebe (I've been telling her he needed to wait until she could hold herself up a bit better and she can now). He was really quite good with her (though now he thinks he can just pick her up whenever he wants, which makes me nervous because I like to be in control of what's happening to Phoebe).
Saturday, February 12, 2022
Boring...but proud...because he was doing the work and showing his work, and because of that he was getting correct answers. This is a huge thing for him. I feel like younger grades tend to push the idea that you should be able to do all your work in your head—answer quick, no fingers! And that's great for simple addition, subtraction, and multiplication questions. But it's less great when you're working on multi-step problems. I've been hounding this boy to write down his thinking for ages and he's finally understanding why!
Tuesday, February 08, 2022
Saturday, February 05, 2022
Since we so rarely go anywhere that requires getting all fancy these days (thanks, a lot, pandemic), Phoebe has very rarely gotten dressed up, herself. I did put her in my little blue dress at the end of December when we went to the church to renew our temple recommends, but I think I was too exhausted to take a picture of her. I figured that needing to take a picture of Phoebe in my little blue dress was as valid a reason for dressing her up as any, so this morning I put her in my little blue dress and took her picture.
She was adorable as ever and, thankfully, was rather cheerful and cooperative. Considering she spent most of Thursday and Friday screaming her head off every moment she was awake, it was lovely to get to see Phoebe's friendly, smiley side come out this morning.
Here are far too many pictures of my sweet girl:
Wednesday, February 02, 2022
Yesterday was garbage day, but it was also a beautiful day, so I took the little kids for a walk while their big sisters stayed at home to work on some projects. That's when we really stopped to examine this tree, which we know is an oak tree because we've seen it when it's leafed out. But there aren't any leaves on it right now and we were just so curious about this lump of greenery in its branches.
After determining that it was mistletoe, we had a lovely discussion about kinds of symbiosis, since mistletoe is a parasite. Zoë was afraid the mistletoe had flat out murdered this tree, but then we reminded her about the whole deciduous vs. evergreen distinction. This tree is very much alive (though the mistletoe is acting as a parasite, parasites don't always kill their hosts).
I think I'm typically a pretty okay mom, perhaps even the okayest mom. When you're a mom to this many little people (and perhaps no matter how many little people), it's tricky to be a really good mom all of the time to everybody because everybody—including me—has different needs/desires and it's impossible to meet those needs/desires for everyone all the time.
There's a saying about this, I think. Something about how you can please some of the people some of the time but you can't please all of the people all of the time. This is very true in parenting. And in life, in general. It's simply impossible to cater to everyone's needs/desires.
And that's okay because I don't think everyone needs their every whim to be fulfilled.
But, today I was an excellent mom for Zoë, and that felt good.
It started in the morning when all the "upstairs" kids ended up in my room while Phoebe and I got ready for the day. They filtered in one by one while I was changing her diaper and then because she was so entertained by seeing her siblings and they were so thrilled to be entertaining them, we just hung out in my room for a while, making towers out of the "baby cars" Alexander "passed on" to Phoebe because he decided they're too babyish for him.
And because Phoebe was so interested in these car towers, I took a few moments to actually do Zoë's hair. I can't remember when I last really did her hair, but I'm certain it's been at least a couple of months. I carefully brushed it and braided it for her and she liked that because she likes to feel fancy and it had been a long time since she has had fancy hair.
Zoë was particularly thrilled that she and Phoebe's pyjamas matched! Their pyjamas had not matched at bedtime last night but due to a particularly wet'n'wild night with Phoebe (necessitating a wardrobe change), they did match in the morning.
Here's Zoë spending some time with Phoebe on her play mat after she cruised through her math lesson (and while I helped Benjamin with his math lesson):