Dear Nathalie,
My dreams are coming true! You are speaking more!! Mummy has taught you the difference between hot and cold and you can say the words and show that you know the difference.
We have had the opportunity to be in your presence several times… Easter was a thing. and you still had no clue what the hubbub was about but you did hunt for some eggs. This is a unique year in that Easter fell on April 1st…a.k.a April Fools day. In my family, there was talk about hiding empty eggs. Or not hiding eggs at all and sending the children out to hunt for eggs anyway. I’m pretty certain it was Uncle Ray that voiced these ideas.
It is hard to gather all of my recollections this month…I’m not sure why; I know I am tired right now and I just want to get this letter to you complete because Aunt Pixie is DYING to see the videos.
I can’t blame her. You are just too stinking cute. So much so that I needed to capture the cuteness on video rather than just photo. To make up for the lack of photos last month, I believe I have overcompensated this month. It has been hard to choose what to post here. I will start with the stills.
I am going to start with some photos that your Father shared with me:
Look at all the bubbles! Your Mummy loved baths when she was a tot as well.
Speaking of Mummy…She shared this photo of you LOVING THE CAT HARD…so much that we can barely see her in the photo!
Poor Dash!
Here is one that appears to have captured the moment when you were patting the cushion next to you wanting Mummy to come and sit. You do this a lot and even if the space next to you is just a sliver wide we try to comply. Yes, it’s awkward and uncomfortable but if a toddler pats a cushion inviting you to sit…you sit.
In this one, you can barely see you, but Daddy snuck this photo of Papa and me attempting to soothe you to sleep. Back when your Mummy was a wee tot, she loved for me to rub her forehead and face and it would put her to sleep…I was trying that but it was not working. Then I realized that ever since you were very tiny you pulled on your ears when you are tired…so, I started rubbing your ear and the moment I did that… EYES CLAMPED SHUT! It was a MIRACLE!
Now let’s get a bit of video evidence of your cuteness. This first one, you were doing EVERYTHING possible to NOT sleep. Papa had taken you outside, more than once, trying to wear you out so that you would drift off easily…but NO…you were not having any of it. This is a video that makes it look like you are fighting with your coat…the reality is that this is you physically fighting the need for sleep and your coat was the available object. In the end, Papa picks you up and walks you around the house until you fall asleep.
And this is the video where I requested a tissue…
And this is the one where you were carrying Whimsy around the house in a bag…by “carrying” I mean DRAGGING. (this is also a great example of the voice Papa uses when he speaks to Whimsy…and to you.)
This might be my favorite. You discovered (meaning I showed you) the sprayer attachment on the kitchen sink. You said “HI” and “Here you go” and “Papa” and “Thank you” and “Bye” and you DRANK FROM A CUP WITH NO LID! I have much more video of this but this is short and sweet. Also, your hair is out of control…all of the time!
It was terribly difficult to pry you away from the sink and the running water. But once we did…your clothes were wet so we put you in some jammies and around that time is when night fell and suddenly you started showing signs of fear. We think it was shadows and darkness. On more than one occasion something caused you to run lickity-split and full force into Papa’s arms. Once Mummy and Daddy came to pick you up, Mummy gave you a lesson in Shadows 101. I don’t think you really comprehended it, but she gave a good effort and with consistency, you may learn over time.
Ok, I think that covers all things YOU for the month. Until next time NattyBug.
Love you bunches!
GranDawn
Just Venting...or something like it 