We're Eastering with Bryan's parents this weekend (right after we second week of Lent for a couple of hours Sunday morning). Murry is excited to spend a few days with Olivia since she (Murry) was sick last week when Bryan and Olivia visited. I sent them away so that I could get work done around the house and then poor Murry was too under the weather to play.
Olivia has been learning how to jump recently. One day a couple of weeks ago, I decided to see if she could jump, so I showed her how. As it turns out, she can't, really, but that doesn't stop her from trying. She winds her little self up and then lifts her heels while throwing her arms in the air, looking immensely pleased with herself. On the rare occasion that her feet come completely off the ground, she falls on her rear upon landing. I've tried multiple times to get a video of it, but every time the camera comes out the jumping stops and the whining starts...
We officially have sentences on the talking front. For the most part, Olivia has two understandable sentences: "Where are [they, mama, dedah, doggie, etc.]?" and "There's the [mama, dedah, doggie, etc.]!" All her other sentences are composed mostly of gibberish, at least to my ears. I've decided her first complete sentence was a little over a month ago now, when she pointed at her rubber ducky in the bathroom and said, "There's the quack quack!"
Olivia's newest words include hungry, ball, blue, girl, and star. She uses them all at semi-appropriate times, although "blue" is always a question ("bwooo?") about what color crayon she's holding up for me to identify, and "girl" ("guul") refers to all genders indiscriminately. "Star" and "ball" are accurate, but she cannot say any other shape names right now. "Hungry" is quickly becoming her most frequent word. She chants it in the morning when I get her out of bed, whenever Bryan comes home (he's Olivia's version of Pavlov's bell, since he comes home at lunch and at snack time), and uses it frequently throughout a meal to let us know that she's not done eating, just done with whatever we're trying to feed her. It often accompanies her "sending us back to the kitchen" finger. I know I talked about that in a previous post; 5 points if someone wants to figure out which one and let me know so I can add a link. :)
We tried Babytime at the library on a couple of occasions, and were never very impressed. (Side note: I thought I discussed that in a recent post, too. 5 more points to whoever finds that one. A word of warning - I might be imagining that I actually discussed Babytime in a post.) The dividing line between Babytime and Toddler Storytime is 18 months, though, so we decided to give the older group a shot last week. It was so much better! The same lady runs both of them, which doesn't thrill me, but her obnoxiously high "I'm talking to little kids" voice is somehow less grating when there's a room full of toddlers instead of four infants. Also, she mispronounces words, but toddlers say "wif" instead of "with", too, so I don't notice it as much. Anyway. Where Babytime had a maximum of 5 kids every time we went (and never the same 5), Storytime had at least 15, and a lot of them seemed to know each other and the routines, implying regular attendance. Olivia is definitely one of the youngest ones there -- with the exception of actual babies tagging along with older siblings, the rest of the kids have real hair and all their teeth (not that Olivia's hair isn't real, it's just still baby hair). She seems to like watching all the "about her size" kids doing activities, although she does periodically look at me with this little "look how silly everyone else is being" smirk on her face. We went back this week and Olivia participated a little bit, going up to get a scarf and holding it while she watched the other kids dancing and waving theirs around. When prompted, she even gave the scarf a little jiggle before resuming her holding and watching. Since she seems interested and I like seeing people occasionally, we're going to try to make Storytime a weekly outing.
Did you see Olivia's March Madness guesses? Her bracket looked doomed from the beginning, had a spark of life in the first round, and then imploded. She called exactly zero of the sweet sixteen games correctly. To add insult to injury, the only 15-seed that she didn't expect to beat the number 2 was the one that actually did.
Also, it's not too late (as of the writing of this post and, one assumes, as of the posting of this post) to get your guesses in about Reggie's birth stats!
Pictures (well, one):
Every time I unbuckled her seat, she shook her head and rebuckled it. She probably sat there for 45 minutes after breakfast was over because she liked buckling herself in:
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