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Friday, August 26, 2016

Cute Things Dreamer Has Said Lately

I have been sharing on my personal Facebook profile some of the cute interactions I have had with Dreamer lately. Here are some good ones:


Dreamer has gotten a potato from the kitchen. I try to take it back from her.
"No, 'tato!!" She looks at me expectantly and starts miming peeling it.
"Do you want me to cook the potato?"
With gleeful satisfaction she entrusted the tuber into my hand. "Cook tato!"
Well. I have my orders!


Dreamer is hitting me with a big paint brush. I take it from her. She tries to get it back.
"Be gentle. Are you going to be gentle?"
"Gentle, yeah."
"Are you going to be gentle?"
"Yeah." I hand it back to her.
She immediately lifts the paintbrush up to her eye, sort of aiming it like a weapon, and says fiercely. "I. Gentle. You!"
Then bursts out laughing.
Oh boy.


Princess likes to jump up on the hot water heater in our bathroom. Dreamer today stood below her saying, "Kitty, get down. Living room. Come on!" and other encouragements to lure Princess.


It didn't work.







Ryan and I hug.
Dreamer: Noooo
Me: Yes! I *will* hug your Daddy. Do you know who my favorite guy is?
Dreamer: Dada! (what she calls my father in law)
Me: No, Daddy!
Dreamer: Dada!
Me: Daddy!
Dreamer: No Dada!
Me: No, my favorite guy is Daddy! What about you?
Dreamer: Uhh... Daddy, Dada, and Bopa (what she calls my dad)
Me: Aw, that's good. You should love all three of them.


There's a lizard on the wall. Dreamer is trying to convince him to come down by talking and gesturing.
"Come ON! Down! (Mumble mumble) Mommy. (Mumble mumble) Daddy. Out! Come ON!" All this is said looking pleadingly at the lizard and gesturing down, towards me, towards the balcony door. Basically convincing him to come down, meet Mommy and Daddy and we can all go out.
Then she turns to me with big longing eyes and says "Cuuuuuuuuute." Yes, sweetie. Lizards are cute. He's still not coming down (and if he did the cats would kill him, but I am not telling her that if I can help it.)



You know those photos that go around with toddlers crying and the reasons why? Here's mine:
Because I won't fasten my bra around her bottom.




I watch Dreamer just outright let go of a bottle of water with no top so it spills across the bed.
"No!" I scold her. "You spilled!"
"Bed did it!" she protests, pointing at the bed. "Bed did it!"
I'm not buying it, baby girl. Points for creativity. Interesting you've entered the blaming others stage...


Dreamer just saw herself in the mirror:
"CUTE!"
"You're cute?"
Spinning around towards me, grinning ear to ear, pointing at the mirror, "I cute baby!"
"YES YOU ARE."


Dreamer's declaration to me when I emerge from the shower, which she very well knew I was in considering she'd been coming in and out to see me during it:
"There you are, my baby, there you are!"


I have a scratch on my leg. Dreamer sees it.
"Ow?"
"Yeah, ow."
"Daddy bit you?"
I burst out laughing.
"NO! Daddy didn't bite me. It's a scratch."
"Oh." She wanders off, bored.


"Sit down! Mommy sit down! [Dreamer] sit down," Dreamer demonstrates and sits on the floor. Points to the floor next to her. "Mommy sit down."
"Mommy IS sitting down," I say, pointing to the stool beneath me. "You want Mommy to sit on the floor?"
"Yeah!"
"Why?"
"Mommy sit down!" she points.
"But why? Is it so you can cuddle Mommy?"
"NO!"
"Then why? So you can kiss Mommy?"
"NO!"
"Is it so you can steal Mommy's chair?"
"YEAH!" she exclaims brightly with a huge smile.



Dreamer is watching Frozen, I'm mentally not paying attention. She is saying something to me. I tune in and realize: "You want me to sing?"
"Yeah, sing!"
"You want Mommy to sing?!? You like when Mommy sings?!!!"
"Yeahhh like Mommy sing."
"You have no idea how happy that makes Mommy, that you like when Mommy sings!"
So I restart "For the First Time in Forever" and belt happily with Dreamer enjoying it, and chiming in at times.
My heart is happy.



Dreamer clawed Ryan in the face. We force her to apologize.
"I dorry," she says giving Ryan a hug.
"Are you going to hurt Daddy again?"
"Yeah, again!" she says cheerfully.
Ryan and I can't help it, we laugh.
"I funny??!!" she says excitedly.


Dreamer spots a laser on the shelf, from her perch on my hip.
"That! That!"
"You want to play with the kitties?"
"Kitties! Yeah!"
"Okay, but only Mommy can hold it, okay?"
"Okay!" I turn it on in front of Vex the cat.
"DOWN! DOWN!"
I set Dreamer down. Vex darts at the red dot. She laughs. "Funny! Funny!"
Then she starts chasing the red dot too! While peals of giggles ring out she and Vex both go after the red dot. Princess hangs back but when I bring it closer to her she flicks her paw a few times. Everyone is having fun...
Until Dreamer starts shrieking loudly and flinging herself wildly at the red dot.
Vex and Princess run under the bed to hide.
Dreamer keeps playing and laughing for another minute or so, then suddenly looks around, crestfallen.
"Vex? Princess?" she wails.
"They're under the bed."
She goes into the bedroom and starts sobbing. "VEX! PRINCESS!"
"They're under the bed, honey."
She wails, gesturing to the top of the bed. I bend over and point. "UNDER the bed."
She gets on her knees and looks. "VEX!" she says, relieved. I put the red dot near the edge to try to lure one out, but she starts shrieking and trying to stomp on it. I go around to the other side of the bed and shine the dot just under it. After about thirty seconds, Vex darts out in a sudden burst.
"Vex!" I declare, to draw Dreamer's attention.
"FUNNY!" she screams and runs towards him. He startles and darts behind the hamper. Dreamer goes after the red dot until he starts playing too, and then I draw them out to the living room. Princess eventually emerges too.
I had no idea that red dots aren't just good cat fun but toddler fun too. Dreamer especially loved when I shined the dot on her out stretched hand, but turned the light off before she drew it in close enough to see detail. She also had fun jumping at the curtain when that darn red dot settled just two or three inches above the highest her hand could reach.


"Dared! I dared!"
"You're scared?"
"Yeah."
"Aw, come here." I stretch out my arms for a hug and Dreamer runs in. "Why are you scared? Don't be scared, Mommy's here. Mommy'll take care of you. Did you know Mommy loves you most?"
"Daddy loves me most."
Well then. Buahaha.


Dreamer starts crying in her sleep.
"Shoes! Can you give them to me... " she trails off and settles into deeper sleep.
I swear, every time this child talks in her sleep it's about shoes!!


"Ow," says Dreamer. She's rubbing her nose, which is reddening on the right side. Something is clasped in her right hand.
"What did you do? What's in your hand?"
She opens to reveal a crayon.
"Did you just try to stick that crayon up your nose?"
"Yeah!" this is said ruefully.
"Well don't do that! That hurts!"
"Yeah."
Ladies and gentlemen, she's definitely a toddler.


"Up! Up!" Dreamer tugs at my elbow.
"You want Mommy to pick you up?"
"Yeah."
"Why?"
"I wanna be in Mommy's arms."
Who can say no to that??!


Dreamer is enthusiastically eating a banana.
"That is hitting the spot, huh?" I ask.
"NO, it's a banana!"
"No, I know it's a banana. But 'hitting the spot' means it tastes really good, right?"
"No, it's NANA."
"No, I know, but the banana tastes good, right?"
With a cocked head and a "duh" expression, "Yeahhh."


Dreamer is waking up from a nap. She smiles large, laughs, and says, "meow meow." Then laughs again.
"You dreamed about cats?"
With a dreamy smile, "Yeah."


Friday, July 22, 2016

Why I Stopped Blogging

Why I Stopped Blogging... More than Once


Dreamer has been watching Frozen, and I've been analyzing it because that's what I do. I have a hungry mind that is always, always analyzing.

I start this out referencing a lovely Disney movie that I do enjoy, but this post isn't going to be happy and light. And it's not about Frozen.

Friday, June 17, 2016

I'm Back

My laptop has been fixed.

I've been back in India since mid-May. Ryan took a few weeks off to reconnect with us so I had decided not to blog until he went back to work. Then I have tried to write. And tried.


I have written things, but it's so unpolished. There's so much inside me lately. I've been wrestling with a lot. I keep thinking to write in one direction, and then another.

For the past several months I've been thinking of how to redirect my blog. It needs a shift. Since Dreamer has been born, I've not really gotten to write. I am not saying the content is horrible, but it's cohesively what I've wanted. I hadn't had the time to do it, though now she's getting better at occupying herself so I think I will have more time to write.

However, I'm not only planning to write. Before she was born, and even when she was a newborn, I was an avid reader. But since she's been born I've read maybe six books? Which sounds like a lot to some, but I used to read six books in a week. I still have that hungry mind, but now I need my eyes and hands free... so I've been devouring podcasts.

They've been becoming a huge part of my life and when I was in America the first few months I barely had any internet. Then I bought a cheap pre paid phone that had "unlimited" internet. That is, one gig of high speed and then unlimited slow internet. But I discovered, if I allowed for a nice buffering time, I could listen to my podcasts again. And it made me feel more human. I realized I really love the media.

So I'm thinking about starting some podcasts.

Ryan is an audiophile, so I want his imput on equipment (though I'll probably start with something cheap and if it goes well upgrade.) There's no way you'll be listening to anything in a few weeks, because my plan is to record 12-15 episodes of each podcast (and I'm thinking of doing at least two) before I release the first one. This will give me a nice buffer, so unlike with my blog if life gets in the way one week I won't be so ridiculously inconsistent.

I'm not giving up this blog or anything, and now I'm back. I will be blogging at least once a week from here on out. However, I do think things are going to be different.

Things you can expect to see on the blog:

Some nice deep posts I'm still wrestling with, especially about the Lord
Recaps of my trip to America
Updates on Dreamer

I'm sure there will be more, but that's what I know I'll write.

Love to you all.

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

He is Risen!

Hello! We are still in America, still not easy to update. I have missed the blog but it's also given me some time to do some soul searching of what I want to do here, and when I return I think it will be better than ever.
In the meantime:

Sunday, January 17, 2016

New Jersey, part one

Hello all!

I have had a wonderful time in New Jersey this past week. I was born in NJ and lived there until I was seven, when my family moved to South Carolina. My grandparents and much extended family are still up there though and is one of my favorite places in the world.

My mother came with Dreamer and I as we were visting her parents. We had a lovely but busy time. My older sister who loves in Maryland drove up with her husband and my niece. Dreamer and I got to meet her cousin for the first time!

I have lots of photos to share but am back on my parents very limited internet. That is why I put part one in the post title. I will try to post more photos later. These are all photos my sister took. I have more photos on my camera, my phone and my mom's phone but haven't consolidated anything yet.

My grandfather is in front, then in the back my
grandmother, my aunt, me, Dreamer, my mom, my
niece and my sister.







I am definitely thanking God for this visit. Did you know my grandfather is 90 years old and my granaremts have been married 60 years? It will be 61 years next month! I am very blessed and so glad they finally got to meet their great grand daughter!

Tuesday, December 29, 2015

Merry Christmas and Happy New Year

Hello!

My internet situation is precarious at best. Basically my family only has limited data on their phones and I don't have one. They live out in the country where you can't get broadband so there's no Wi-Fi. And living out in the country we aren't getting to public Wi-Fi either. When I am getting online priority is going to communication with Ryan and friends and others I'd like to meet up with, since I don't have a phone yet to organize meeting up.

However I am having a lovely time visiting my family for the first time in three years. Dreamer has totally bonded with her grandparents and Aunt Alison, who is also staying here now. In a couple weeks we'll be going to New Jersey to visit her great grandparents and other extended family. Her other aunt, uncle, and her cousin will be driving up from Maryland to see her then.

Truthfully, I guess real life is just crowding out the blog for now. Dreamer has been well, a toddler, so even in India she was crawling over the keyboard banging things whenever I tried to type and I had trouble stringing two thoughts together. She loves my family but is even more clingy now being so far from everything familiar. I am getting time to type this because Aunt Alison is playing tickle war with her about ten feet away. If I tried to leave the room it would be hysterics however.

I'm playing it by ear but truthfully updates will be irregular and haphazard as long as this trip lasts. I hope all of you are having wonderful holiday celebrations and seasons.

Thanking God for grace and this blog.

(uploading a photo would strain my parents precarious data plan, that'll just have to wait.)


Tuesday, December 8, 2015

Traveling Today

I keep writing posts and almost finishing them but not publishing them.

Dreamer and I fly to America soon, very soon.

Ryan may or may not be following us. His application for a visa was denied; we're praying about reapplying. Regardless it will have to wait until next month because we hadn't budgeted in having to pay the fee twice.

If he gets denied again or we don't reapply I could not see him for five months. That seems an insane long time. In that case we may move up my departure date... We're not sure yet.

As you can imagine these last few weeks have been insane. Hours and hours in bureaucrats offices.  Errands to run and then some more.

But soon, for the first time in three years, God willing, my feet will be on the soil of my native land and I will be in the arms of my parents again, and that is something to be thankful for, indeed.

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