Little Drummer Girl

Mario’s parents bought Thaïs this drum kit last week. She’s been playing banging on it ever since…

Sometimes she can’t decide whether to play the drums or the guitar so she does both!

My Special Bed

Last night Thaïs slept in her cot for the first time in over a year. I finally decided it was time she made the shift, so I cleaned up the cot which hadn’t been used since she was about six months old, ‘dressed’ it up a bit with her favorite dolls and teddy bears, and tried to make it all sound like a new adventure. I was most surprised to find that it worked!

Thaïs: My bed… my special bed… It’s small… just for me… You’re too big, Tana. Your bum won’t fit…

(Around midnight. Thaïs is standing up in her cot.)

Me: OK… Lights out… Goodnight!

Thaïs: I want my bib… I go look for her bib and give it to her.

Thaïs: Thank you Tana. Goo-night Tana. Goo-night Daddy.

(Around 5 am. Thaïs is standing up in her cot.)

Thaïs: Tana wake up… I’m wet… I made su-su…

I get out of bed to clean her up. Somehow, she has managed to wet the bed through her diaper. Since her bedding now had to be changed and I wasn’t in the mood to do that at 5 o’clock in the morning, I washed and changed her, and let her go back to sleep in our bed.

(Around 7 am. Thaïs is sitting up in bed.)

Thaïs: Tana wake up… I want my milk…

And so the day begins…

Back To Blogging

Computer’s running fine now. Installed all the required software so I should be fine for the next 6–8 months!

My angel’s back after spending 3-4 days with Mario’s parents. She’s grown in the short time she’s been away. Talks a lot more. Can’t imagine how that could be possible, but it is…

She can count upto 10, in order, now. Till the last 2 weeks she had her own order, which changed every time she counted! She can also write 0 and 1 (she calls them ‘ball’ and ‘line’).

Her favorite phrase now is ‘forget it’. You ask her anything, she says ‘forget it’ if she doesn’t want to/know the answer.

OK… it’s rather late… she’s finally finished her milk. Yeah… I was just killing time… 

Ciao!

Windows Reinstalled... Again...

I’m back after a short break. Finally reinstalled Windows. It was long overdue. Thanks Tahill, for all the help. Also bought another 250GB hard disc. Thanks, Mario :-)

Reinstalling Windows is something I like have to do every 6–8 months, otherwise the computer gets pretty sluggish. That, coupled with a not-too-fast dial-up Internet connection, makes any kind of cyber-activity rather agonizing. To add to the confusion, I forgot to backup my Firefox bookmarks before formatting the system. Still kicking myself for that! Now I’m in the process of installing all the other software that I need… one day at a time…

What Did You Say? - 4

During one of our daily tickling bouts, Thaïs tried a new way to get us to give her a breather: “Stop! Or I’ll give you a ‘panking’!!” 

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Thaïs’ favorite TV programs:

• Pizzen Bake
• Everybody Loves Raymons
• The Sin-sins
• Koffee With Kanana
• Lord And Honor (Law And Order)
• Dessit All-files (Desperate Housewives)

Thaïs’ favorite cartoon shows:

• Tom & Jewwy
• Bob The Dilder

That last one has me worried !!!

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My Ditzy Daughter's Dirty Bib

I love my little bambina… even though she insists on carrying around a smelly, discolored, threadbare piece of cloth that she calls a bib, wherever she goes.

She also sucks her thumb… something she’s been doing since the time she was born. She’d grab the bib with her left hand and start sucking her right thumb. Always the right thumb. And always with the bib in the other hand.

Back then, I could wash the bib whenever it got dirty. When she was about a year old, she began to differentiate between the clean and dirty bibs by smell, and started refusing to let it be washed.

Each time she reached out for it she’d smell it first. If it ‘smelled’ clean, she’d actually ask for the dirty one. She now has a big red boo-boo on her right thumb caused by her thumb-sucking habit.

A couple of months ago, she asked me to ‘bannage’ her thumb (she probably bit down on it too hard!). So I did, curious to see what would happen when she decided she needed to suck it.

When the time came, she asked me to remove the bandage. I politely refused, saying she needed to keep it on overnight. She looked at me, then looked at the thumb, tried putting it in her mouth, didn’t like sucking on the bandage very much, and so popped her left thumb in her mouth.

She pulled a couple of faces, maybe the left thumb didn’t taste as good as the right, but she didn’t have a choice, so that was that.

Now, when she feels the urge coming on, she doesn’t hesitate to say, “Tana, give me my bib so I can suck my thumb!”