It was a perfect day at the beach! Late December, mid seventies. Oh yeah. Lupe played in the playground, rode her new scooter (there were a few other kids with new scooters and bikes, just a few!). Liam lay on the blanket, showing off how strong he's getting. It was just a couple of weeks ago I think that I was helping him prop on his arms and elbows, and now he can do it! This last couple days I've even noticed he doesn't arch as much, lifting his legs when he's on his tummy. Next goal: rolling over, and grabbing his feet.
Lupe. Three is a real challenge, there's a real battle of wills happening sometimes. Did I say sometimes? Feels like often. She is a pretty good kid overall, I mean really good, but she saves all her whining for mom, and for home. (Sound familiar moms?) But three is also really cool. To have her discover rhyming, to make up silly words. To learn how to spell her name out loud. The curiosity, "What letter does Ariel start with mom?" Last night she said, "Mommy you're the best cooker. Ever." That was after she told me she didn't like spaghetti wth sauce. I guess she changed her mind. Dancing in her underwear to Lady Gaga! Wobbling out to her playhouse in her new dress up shoes. This morning I heard her laughing in her sleep. What were you dreaming about Lupe? "Cucu" she responded (that's her grandparents neighbor- a good friend).
We are planning a trip to Mexico to see our familia- it will be interesting how our non-stop-talker deals with her Espanol. She can understand but isn't talking much. A ver como le va!
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