Mom, thanks for Hazel’s present. They loved doing their science kit.
Me: Margot, you can have string cheese when you help Hazel clean up the Play-Doh. M: I can’t…. (Wailing). I can’t! Me: why not? M: me a Froggy. Froggies don’t have hands! (Wailing continues)
My little snuggle bunny. For a while Margot was super, super into Kim, and would say things like "Me not like Daddy, me want mommy". I know it’s normal and usual for kids to go through stages like that, but I had a hard time
I had a great time playing in the snow, making Olaf, sledding, and walking around and exploring Durango with the family. New Years Eve was topped off by watching Hazel conquer her movie fears by watching Horton Hears a Who, and watching Margot run around
Margot is quite fond of it these days. She also frequently insists on being called froggy herself.
I don’t think I’ve ever met a person as enthusiastic about passion fruit as Margot, especially for a toddler.
Margot likes her cheek on my skin. Skin to skin is still nice, even when she has outgrown the newborn stage.
We have a family tradition of the birthday person getting to choose birthday dinner. Hazel chose sushi, but specifically said that she wanted to make it. And she asked to make panna cotta, so she and I spent a good chunk of the afternoon in
Last week Margot and I met up with Poppy and my friend Ryan for a trip to ride the ponies. Fun, and it was super cute that Margot was really exited to see Poppy. "Me like Poppy. Her nice". I’m struggling to find balance as
Hazel is excited to learn to dive in 5 years. They had a fish ID card and she was trying hard to find them all.
Margot loves playing with her GaJe. She happily squeezed ‘Yoga! Yoga!’
