Ess and Marge
If you ask Ess to say “snake” she’ll say “tank”. She usually drops the sibilant “S” sound at the beginning of words; if we really try to get her to say it, she’ll go with the “sh” phoneme.
If you ask her to say “Sammy the Snake” you get “Hammy the Tank”.
“Hey Essie, can you come sit on my lap to read the book?”
“No, I have to see it from far away.”
“Essie, what color is Dada’s hair?”
“Brown, like a moose!”
“Essie, tell Monkey Marge to say goodnight to Dada.”
“Goodnight, Dada. … ooh ooh aah aah.”
How many birds are in that pear tree?
Very tired after a long Christmas Day. Notice Essie’s blue and pink toothbrushes. They are her friends, she shows them things, and their names are “Bluey” and “Pink Toothbrush”.
“Todd!” Ess knows what Todd Parr’s books look like.
Essie’s first time out with snowpants.
A few nights ago, Mykala drove us around to look at Christmas lights. Ess sang Christmas songs in the back. She took off her boots and then her socks, like she always does. Then she told us about how one of her feet was cold:
“Mama foot cold. Mama foot not under the blanket. Mama foot is cold.”
“Ess, did you take off your boot?”
*30 seconds of silence*
In which we decorate the tree and leave a deep hole in the floor by dropping a snowflake ornament (listen for it).
When you want to save everything and forget nothing, you are always stretched between participating and documenting.
At the warming house, picking out our Christmas tree at Krueger’s.
Mykala MADE these masks. MADE them. Ok, Esmé’s was store-bought, but the other three, she made. This seems to be a theme with my posts — check out what Mykala made (as Ess would say, with her one-two mama meow paws).
Ess: Katerina Kitty Cat
Mykala: Mama Meow
Dada: Dada Owl
Marge: Supporting Cat (Unnamed)
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