12 Sep
Olivia had her first day of real reading yesterday, at least as proclaimed by her preschool teacher, Purviz. She wrote and read a list that, as her sister pointed out, very much resembles a recent second grade spelling test. So, I think we’re on the right track here, even if Olivia still insists on pronouncing H “hetch.”
I’m really proud of Olivia, and I’m excited for her, too. Reading brings such independence, and I can’t wait to watch her grow in this new direction.
10 Sep
Ava: I am going to die of thirst.
Bec: You are not going to die of thirst.
Ava: Mom. It’s an expression.
7 Sep
I came from an wonderful evening with friends to find something even sweeter waiting for me at home.
It was such a incredible moment of realization—seeing all four of these amazing people snuggled up together.
This is my family.
Pinch me. Surely I’m the one who’s dreaming.
6 Sep
I’ve spent the better part of the last two months tracing this whirl on the top of Owen’s head as we sit and snuggle. I’m heading back to the office on Monday, and while I’ll only work part-time for the next couple of months, I’m already a bit melancholy. I will miss mornings like this, sipping coffee and watching this beautiful baby boy sleep soundly.
4 Sep
We spent Labor Day weekend at the lake with Mom and Dave. The highlight for Olivia was “treasure hunting”—scouring the newly-exposed lake bottom for interesting finds. While her sister brought back a cast-iron lid, several railroad stakes and a few polished rocks, Olivia spied something far smaller. She carried this dainty little shell back to shore and added it to a growing collection of sparkly baubles, colorful feathers and tiny treasures.
I love Olivia’s eye for detail and appreciation of beauty. I think it’s truly remarkable for someone her age, and I’d like to think she takes after me in this respect. After all, I do have a penchant for pretty little things myself . . .
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