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July 1, 2010 Jordana

The Husbandlet’s parents came for a 20-day visit. And there was much rejoicing. But then they had to leave.

Yesterday, Ngaire and Liam disappeared into Grandmother and Granddaddy’s now-empty room and put themselves to bed. I went in to check on them. Liam said, “Mommy, Ngaire is Grandmother, and I Granddaddy!”

The Husbandlet’s father loves his morning bowl of cereal, which was a source of much wonderment for my children (we are pretty much a toast-and-eggs family, due to a family-wide dislike and/or intolerance for milk). This morning, Liam asked for some Cheerios in a bowl with a spoon. He sat at the table, eating, and said, “Mommy, I Granddaddy!”

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In other news, Rhiannon is working hard at walking and talking. So far, the walking thing hasn’t progressed beyond a step here and there. But the talking … yesterday, she brought the Husbandlet a book and stood next to his chair squeaking. He said, “Say, ‘Up, please!'” She said, very clearly, “Up, please!”

This morning, I took her bottle away from her because she was shaking milk all over the place. In offended tones, she said, “Ba! Ba!”

She now calls my father, “Bampa.” I am definitely “Mama.” I’m pretty sure I’ve heard a “Ngaire” somewhere in there, and the other day we were driving, and from her carseat, I heard her practicing “Da-dee.”


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