Catching Up

Sometimes you get busy, and there's not enough time to take everything down. It's too bad, because the stuff you forget to write about can be pretty memorable....

Kate likes to play peek-a-boo, and normally she initiates it, cracking herself up. With her dress when I'm changing her diaper -- she yanks it over her face, then flips it down again. I say "Peek-a-boo." She burbles with laughter.

Jack drew a picture yesterday that floored me. It was a face, a big head with two fried-egg eyes, a round nose, and a crooked grin. So many of his pictures, he just likes to scribble. Which is fine and all. But this was an actual recognizable image -- I couldn't believe it. I still can't.

Kate also plays the game standing up, on all fours, like a bent over newspaper. She peeks between her legs, sees me, I say Peek-a-boo, and she gurgles happily.

Today Jack drew a picture on his easel that looks kind of like a jellyfish, or a big bug. Again, with a face, eyes, a nose, a wide, looping smile. "And lots and lots of legs -- LOOK at all his LEGS!" said Jack. Indeed.

Last week I was alone with the two of them for almost the entire week, plus I had twice as much work as normal. The great thing is that they actually do play together, kind of. Which is to say, Jack plays with something, and Kate elbows her way into the game, usually to Jack's dismay. Kate's not really ready for Lincoln Logs, as a for instance. Still, it was fun seeing them kind of play. They play with this musical "Fun Fair" together, that Jack got when he was a year old. Last week we discovered new music from it. Kate kind of sits on her knees and bounces slightly to the music. Jack plays a tune, runs off and does something else, comes back, plays a new tune. They kind of played with this Martian game that Jack got on his third birthday from his Irish cousins. For whatever reason, Kate loves the little Martians -- they're the right size to hold in her hands, I guess. She crawls around clutching them. They go whack (pause), whack (pause), whack (pause) on the floor. It's pretty cute.

Jack didn't nap all week. Plus they both had runny noses for much of it. Kate slept well at night, exhausted. Jack woke up too much, didn't sleep enough, and was exhausted, a little bit more with each day as the week wore on. By the end, he was a real mess. Now he's back at school, and napping. Whew.

I'll try to catch up on some more stuff next time.