We are totally claiming that she said her first real word on her nine-month birthday on top of her regularly scheduled cuteness. She had been saying "mamamama" and "dadadaa" sounds often, but on her first morning of being nine months old, she reached for her daddy's arms and said "Daddy". We're sure that's exactly what she meant. (Have you ever known a Ward girl to be uncertain of her wishes?) Precious. She has started to be more of a Daddy's girl sometimes and hates when he leaves for work or meetings. Her favorite thing in the world right now is Italian food and she has a strong dislike for safety gates. She would really, really, like to play with all the tempting things in the bathroom, but her mean parents don't let her. We doubt she'll be crawling too much longer since her eyes are on the vertical prize that is walking. Just has to keep up with her sisters.
Friday, September 14, 2012
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Five years ago today, we met our family's first "little sister". Brinnly Ruth Ward. And what a delight she was--especially after a extra-long labor and a worrisome delivery. She was 7 lbs, 1 oz of sweetness and even though we were exhausted (we did have a one-year-old Amalia to care for too!) we knew she was a special one.
Brinnly quickly gained a reputation as the high-maintenance one in our family. She liked to be held, refused bottles, and established strong food preferences early on. But one bat of those eyelashes and we were all suckers for her. She could snuggle up to her parents in an extra-special way.
Somehow, along the way, she's lost most of those high-maintenance ways. She's lately as independent as they come. Dresses herself in the morning, preps for bed without prompting, etc. She marched off to Kindergarten at age 4 3/4 and loves every second of it. Her sisters are always eager to choose her to sit by them, or play pretend, or any number of games. Delaney, especially, appreciates her tenderness. I hope to always remember Brinnly singing to newborn Laney after one of her first baths: "Rub, rub, rub a dub, two bears in a tub. Mama and her baby cub, singing rub a dub". I have visions of Brinnly being a loving Mama to her baby cubs someday.
She's still our sensitive one. She's aware of the needs of others and can show of a good display of stubbornness with a side of foot stomping for her self on occasion. She gives affection freely and fiercely. We love the notes and pictures she makes for us and her willingness to share--even from her piggy bank. Music is big to her. She loves dancing and singing and hopes to play the flute and organ someday. In addition to her gymnastics and ballet careers.
Brinn loves the color purple, good books, princesses, and fancy shoes. She's barely surviving the school's new uniform dress code which limits her ability to add as much flair to an outfit as possible. She still won't touch fruit in most forms but has added shrimp and sushi to her list of favorites. Although she'd probably eat a bowl of cereal for every meal if she could. With chocolate anything for dessert.
Brinner-Bugs, you make our world such a sweeter place. We are glad to have you in our family to learn how to love even more. Thanks for filling our arms with hugs and our faces with smiles. We look forward to watching you grow and flourish even more in the year ahead. Purple suede boots and all.
Tuesday, September 04, 2012
Brinnly was overjoyed to bring home her first homework assignment today. Mali had homework most days last week: usually one sheet of phonics and one of math. Brinn was itching to feel as grown-up as that. Thankfully, they are both still in the stage where they enjoy it and don't complain (much). Homework at this stage is fairly labor-intensive for parents since there are always directions to be read and instructions to be explained. so I am glad the girls don't usually put up a fuss. It's a good chance for me to see their academic progress. After a few adjustments, I think we've got the afternoon routine of snack-homework-clean-TV-dinner down pat.