We caught some video of LS this morning. This, her last day of being less than 1.25 years old.
Scrambled eggs make for pretty good fork target practice. Feel the suspense build as she builds toward the critical moment. Will she? Won't she? You'll have to watch to find out!
Feel free to enjoy part II - an additional 3 minutes of raw footage, complete with experimental camera angles.
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Almost Polite
Some things LS says pretty clearly, and others I think she wants us to have to guess a little. The words that aren't clear, or sometimes a whole sentence, can be fun to try and figure out. For instance, right now "musca"* (which means house fly) and "mister" sound about the same. Also "sepato"* ("shoe") sounds like "be-za-too".
Like usual at this age we're trying to instill some politeness, so we started encouraging LS to say "faz favor" ("please") when she asks for something. This is really a slight contraction of "se faz favor" which means "if you please."
At this point she is only getting the first part out: "faz". Although this comes out nice and clear, the irony is that when said alone it is really the command form of "fazer" (to do) - so she's pretty much really saying "do it!"
*[Spelling mistakes above - "mosca" and "sapato". Hopefully LS learns more from Mãe than Pai]
Like usual at this age we're trying to instill some politeness, so we started encouraging LS to say "faz favor" ("please") when she asks for something. This is really a slight contraction of "se faz favor" which means "if you please."
At this point she is only getting the first part out: "faz". Although this comes out nice and clear, the irony is that when said alone it is really the command form of "fazer" (to do) - so she's pretty much really saying "do it!"
*[Spelling mistakes above - "mosca" and "sapato". Hopefully LS learns more from Mãe than Pai]
Monday, January 18, 2010
Awe-sommme
The last couple days it seemed like LS was really happy with life, because among the words she was practicing there was one that stood out in particular. Every once in a while she'd repeat it a few times.
"Awe-sommmmme. Awe-sommmme. Awe-sommmme."
Yeah, LS, we think you're pretty awesome too.
Well, today we figured out the truth. LS was actually trying to say "urso" - Portuguese for "bear" and (supposed to be) pronounced "oor'-soo".
Ah well - we still think this is all awesome.
Stat check: Back on Jan 7 LS had her 14 month checkup. Official stats: 19 lbz 10 oz, and 29.25" long. "Nossa grande pequena" as we sometimes call her - "Our big little girl".
"Awe-sommmmme. Awe-sommmme. Awe-sommmme."
Yeah, LS, we think you're pretty awesome too.
Well, today we figured out the truth. LS was actually trying to say "urso" - Portuguese for "bear" and (supposed to be) pronounced "oor'-soo".
Ah well - we still think this is all awesome.
Stat check: Back on Jan 7 LS had her 14 month checkup. Official stats: 19 lbz 10 oz, and 29.25" long. "Nossa grande pequena" as we sometimes call her - "Our big little girl".
Friday, January 15, 2010
Telafoammm
LS has been making incredible progress lately. It's just amazing to see what little sponges children are.
A few weeks ago LS said her first real word conversationally that wasn't referring to someone (Mãe, Pai, Avó, Grandpa, Memére, Tia, etc.) - "mais", which means "more". She was sitting having her dinner with us and friends. And when we were a little too long getting her that next bite of food - there it was: "Mais?"
Since then, it just seems like a snowball of new words coming every day. She sure is trying! Most are Portguese, but she's getting English in there too. We made a list a couple nights ago, but we're not going to be able to keep up.
A couple days ago while on the changing table being tended to by Mamãe LS says: "Fome. mer?" Fome = hungry, and "mer" was an attempt at "comer" which means "eat" (she doesn't have the "C" sound down yet).
Yesterday was a good one. After getting her up from her afternoon nap and getting her on the changing table I called Mãe to let her know LS was up. A few minutes later LS pointed up toward the window, saying "Telafoam!" Yep, I had left the cell phone up on the window sill. She draws the "m" out, and had fun saying it over and over - "Telafoammmmm... Telafoammmmm..." The pronunciation actually isn't that far off because the Portguese pronunciation is more like "Telefun" anyway.
She had yet another surprise in store for us last night though. We've been letting her try her ability with spoons and forks. Generally the spoon for things that we can stick to it for her (like some mashed veggie) and the fork for things that we'll stick for her.
Suddenly she decides to put it all together; she harpoons herself some stuffing with her fork (she was having pork chops, stuffing, and broccolli with us) and puts it in her mouth!
She was so excited that when going to do it again she got a big chunk of stuffing on the fork, and just before getting it to her mouth shook the fork in excitement with a shriek of glee and the stuffing went flying several feet.
Oh how you make us smile LS.
A few weeks ago LS said her first real word conversationally that wasn't referring to someone (Mãe, Pai, Avó, Grandpa, Memére, Tia, etc.) - "mais", which means "more". She was sitting having her dinner with us and friends. And when we were a little too long getting her that next bite of food - there it was: "Mais?"
Since then, it just seems like a snowball of new words coming every day. She sure is trying! Most are Portguese, but she's getting English in there too. We made a list a couple nights ago, but we're not going to be able to keep up.
A couple days ago while on the changing table being tended to by Mamãe LS says: "Fome. mer?" Fome = hungry, and "mer" was an attempt at "comer" which means "eat" (she doesn't have the "C" sound down yet).
Yesterday was a good one. After getting her up from her afternoon nap and getting her on the changing table I called Mãe to let her know LS was up. A few minutes later LS pointed up toward the window, saying "Telafoam!" Yep, I had left the cell phone up on the window sill. She draws the "m" out, and had fun saying it over and over - "Telafoammmmm... Telafoammmmm..." The pronunciation actually isn't that far off because the Portguese pronunciation is more like "Telefun" anyway.
She had yet another surprise in store for us last night though. We've been letting her try her ability with spoons and forks. Generally the spoon for things that we can stick to it for her (like some mashed veggie) and the fork for things that we'll stick for her.
Suddenly she decides to put it all together; she harpoons herself some stuffing with her fork (she was having pork chops, stuffing, and broccolli with us) and puts it in her mouth!
She was so excited that when going to do it again she got a big chunk of stuffing on the fork, and just before getting it to her mouth shook the fork in excitement with a shriek of glee and the stuffing went flying several feet.
Oh how you make us smile LS.
Sunday, January 3, 2010
renniD
At LS's age, life is full of firsts. Some better than others of course.
Last night at dinner, LS had a look that said "Um, I think I just saw dinner again". This, of course, as dinner streamed out of her mouth for what seemed like a really. long. time.
We were eating over at our friends house, and luckily the feeding seat that she uses there has a tray. With a lip. A big one.
Our friends have kids of their own, and they immediately sprang into action into what seemed like a well-rehearsed protocol for a disaster recovery plan.
This came as we were pretty close to heading home anyway. Just after we adults got to have some dessert. LS, if you were holding out until the end - thanks, you're a trooper.
So, thus went LS's first vomiting. Yay.
After a quick cleanup and pack-up, we headed out for the 10 minute drive home.
About 5 minutes into the drive, I was looking in the rearview at LS and she gave me a look that said "Um, I think I just saw lunch again". Yep, another first. First vomit during a car ride. We didn't think there could have been much left after the first
eruption. We were wrong. Mamãe was able to clean her up some with the napkins from the glove compartment (and the hat LS had been wearing), but the poor thing had to ride the rest of the 5 minutes sitting in her newly discovered 6 hour-old lunch.
We got her in, took off her clothes in the tub, and decided to give her a quick bath, check her temperature, etc. Her temp was good, and the quick bath got the sticky inside-outs cleaned off.
An abbreviated night-time bed routine and she was tucked happily into bed.
For a half hour anyway. We heard her crying, and Mamãe got there first. And there was LS, on all fours, staring down and imploring her breakfast how it could have betrayed her like this - as it sat there where she had been laying moments earlier.
"The third time is a charm" is a saying that's supposed to mean something. Happily in this case it meant "LS is done vomiting".
Mamãe was well prepared for this final time. LS had been put in two-piece pajamas instead of one piece, and had been put to bed with a changing pad under where she lays her head.
Cleaned, changed, and put in bed a final time, LS then slept the rest of the night. Although she would moan from time to time, and she was checked on a half-dozen times or so (Papai stays up later at night anyway).
Thus ended LS's episode. For us there was laundry; airing the car out in windy 15 degree weather; taking the car seat out, cleaning it off, taking off it's cover, and washing that.
LS slept late, and her "morning" nap went until about 1:30pm (and only because we went in to get her and make sure her eating schedule didn't get too far off). She seems in fine spirits now.
She's not even complaining about the bland meals of oat cereal, crackers, bananas, and water. She probably, like us, is just happy that it stay on the inside where it belongs.
Last night at dinner, LS had a look that said "Um, I think I just saw dinner again". This, of course, as dinner streamed out of her mouth for what seemed like a really. long. time.
We were eating over at our friends house, and luckily the feeding seat that she uses there has a tray. With a lip. A big one.
Our friends have kids of their own, and they immediately sprang into action into what seemed like a well-rehearsed protocol for a disaster recovery plan.
This came as we were pretty close to heading home anyway. Just after we adults got to have some dessert. LS, if you were holding out until the end - thanks, you're a trooper.
So, thus went LS's first vomiting. Yay.
After a quick cleanup and pack-up, we headed out for the 10 minute drive home.
About 5 minutes into the drive, I was looking in the rearview at LS and she gave me a look that said "Um, I think I just saw lunch again". Yep, another first. First vomit during a car ride. We didn't think there could have been much left after the first
eruption. We were wrong. Mamãe was able to clean her up some with the napkins from the glove compartment (and the hat LS had been wearing), but the poor thing had to ride the rest of the 5 minutes sitting in her newly discovered 6 hour-old lunch.
We got her in, took off her clothes in the tub, and decided to give her a quick bath, check her temperature, etc. Her temp was good, and the quick bath got the sticky inside-outs cleaned off.
An abbreviated night-time bed routine and she was tucked happily into bed.
For a half hour anyway. We heard her crying, and Mamãe got there first. And there was LS, on all fours, staring down and imploring her breakfast how it could have betrayed her like this - as it sat there where she had been laying moments earlier.
"The third time is a charm" is a saying that's supposed to mean something. Happily in this case it meant "LS is done vomiting".
Mamãe was well prepared for this final time. LS had been put in two-piece pajamas instead of one piece, and had been put to bed with a changing pad under where she lays her head.
Cleaned, changed, and put in bed a final time, LS then slept the rest of the night. Although she would moan from time to time, and she was checked on a half-dozen times or so (Papai stays up later at night anyway).
Thus ended LS's episode. For us there was laundry; airing the car out in windy 15 degree weather; taking the car seat out, cleaning it off, taking off it's cover, and washing that.
LS slept late, and her "morning" nap went until about 1:30pm (and only because we went in to get her and make sure her eating schedule didn't get too far off). She seems in fine spirits now.
She's not even complaining about the bland meals of oat cereal, crackers, bananas, and water. She probably, like us, is just happy that it stay on the inside where it belongs.
Saturday, January 2, 2010
New Year, New Seat
LS decided that she wanted to ring in the new year with a new car seat. And who could blame her given how big she's gotten.She's still rear-facing, since the seat has a minimum height recommendation for forward-facing of 34 inches. 5 inches to go! (We'll get official stats next week when LS has her next Doctor appointment.)
We got a picture of one last time in the old seat here, but it's hard to appreciate how tight a fit it is when she's wearing a winter coat!
To serve as a bookend, here's a picture of LS's very first time in the original car seat. Ready to go home for the first time from the hospital!In other exciting news, we've booked our first trip to FL to visit Memére next month. I'm sure it'll be a great mid-winter getaway, and everyone's looking forward to it.
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