Tag Archives: threenager

Day #340 The Play Date

Hawkeye went to his first official play date this afternoon with someone other than close friends / family. It was the mother from another boy in our creche who had reached out to me and today The Mister drove us over to their house, popped his head in to say hello and introduce himself, and…

Day #339 Office Santa

Today was the much anticipated Santa visit. Or, I should say, the first Santa visit, since Hawkeye is getting to see Santa again in creche later this month (he comes down the chimney into the Director’s office, apparently). Now, our office does not have a chimney, so I suspect Santa may have had to sneak…

Day #338 “No, I do it!”

Much of life is about cultivating patience, or dealing with consequences of not having enough patience, or learning coping strategies for when there’s no more patience. Patience, patience, patience. For example, I have no patience when it comes to a good book. The idea of reading a couple of chapters at a time and putting…

Day #337 It’s a Christmas tree!

I know I’ve said before that I’ve been more tolerant of the whole Christmas spirit thing this year, including even voluntarily listening to Christmas carols when I didn’t have to. I’m actually enjoying the whole thing beyond my usual love of the fresh scent of real pine trees and warm twinkly lights. I’ve come to…

Day #329 The Christmas Monthish

I don’t know if I’ve mellowed out a bit this year, or if I’ve just stopped paying attention, but I haven’t really been bothered much by the early appearance of Christmas decorations. There are always a few places that just can’t wait a decent amount of time, but lately I seem to have become more…

Day #326 “Innocence tube”

The Mister doesn’t take anywhere near as many photos as I do, but when he does they’re usually excellent. He has a knack for capturing the truly funny side of parenting. This was a photograph he took while I was out of the house yesterday. I thought it was an excellent composition. Our  friends, however,…

Day #313 Not the Mama!

Last time my mother was visiting Hawkeye was communicating with very basic sentences and a relatively limited vocabulary. Now, he’s a full blown threenager, and while much of his babble is still in that mysterious language unknown to grownups, there is also a significantly more complex communication going on. Observing natural language acquisition from up close…

Day #312 Helping

The end of ever-increasing incrementally exhausting number of days began with me waking up not even knowing if my mother had made her flight to Dublin and ended in a bar with a friend’s birthday party, full of people I dearly loved seeing, but costing so much effort from my non-existent energy reserves that I…