Recent Activities

It had been a while since M helped me bake. So she was happy to climb up into her Learning Tower, to see what sort of crazy contraption I’d pulled out of the cupboard. These all-in-one peeler/corer/slicers are the only way to go! M helped turn the handle a little bit, and she REALLY helped eat the scraps of apple that were too small for the apple crisp. I used this recipe, and it’s amazing. The apples came from our local orchard, which opened for the season just this week, and since the recipe calls for honey, I was able to use honey from a mile (if that) away.

I shuffled around some of M’s toys today, so now her Playmobil and her wooden blocks are upstairs. And a few other odds and ends. It’s stuff that’s been downstairs this whole time, available to her, but we don’t spend as much time downstairs. So it was fun watching her discover what I’d brought up. She’s a pretty good tower builder!

And I finally got around to a project I’d been thinking about for weeks — making laminated matching/memory cards for M. I’d still like to make sets of cards for her Schleich animals to match (although we do a bit of that with her big book of animals), but she LOVES her truck book so much that I thought it would be fun to use images from that. She got the matching game right away — she’s big into pointing out when there’s two of something or that she has feet and I have feet, etc. So matching up cards is a natural activity for her. It’s so fun to watch her search each picture until she finds the one that’s the same as the card she’s holding. It’s right at that perfect level of not-too-easy but still achievable; I can tell she feels very satisfied when she matches them up. Once she gets bored with matching, we can move on to playing memory. We tried that with three pairs of cards today — she seemed to think it would be a much easier game if we just flipped ALL of them over at the same time.

And we played outside after dinner. I had to clean the chickens’ bedding, so I brought down the wheelbarrow to load it up with soiled wood shavings. M has her own little red wheelbarrow, so of course she brought that down, too. Same thing when I later brought down the push broom to clean up the sidewalk — here comes M with her broom. They need to make real toddler-sized work gloves! I got her a pair of the smallest ones I could find this spring, but they’re still probably a couple of years away from fitting M. Not that I’d want her shoveling up chicken poo, but everybody needs a pair of work gloves!

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Animal-Lover M

I know I’ve mentioned multiple times how much M loves animals, but it just never ceases to amaze me. I mean, I had hoped that she would grow up with an affinity for other creatures, since we have quite a few pets, and I’m an animal-lover myself. But some people just aren’t interested in animals, you know? She could’ve been a little ‘whatever’ about them all. Or, like a lot of toddlers, not gentle/kind enough with them.

But ever since she developed enough self-control to not grab the cats’ fur as soon as her hand touched it, she’s been really good with the animals. She’s pretty adept at mirroring back whatever energy a particular animal is giving her. Nova is the only one she gets really rowdy with, and that’s because Nova is rowdy herself. She seems to understand that Henny needs a calmer energy and less attention/affection.

And she adores the chickens, of course. She spends a lot of time seeking them out and then sitting with them, telling them stories. And they’re much fonder of her than they are of me. I wish M had the language to tell me what she’s thinking when she’s camped out with the chickens. I consider myself pretty in tune with animals, but it seems inevitable that M will surpass me in her natural understanding of them — probably not too far into the future!

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M’s Clothes

M has the best clothes. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve wished that I had an adult-sized version of her wardrobe for myself. Although I’d never look as good in it as M does. Every time M starts to outgrow her current clothes, I get really excited to buy new stuff — finding new clothes for her is probably one of the funnest activities, since she looks adorable in everything. Then I have to cut myself off at some point, since I only have so much money, and she can only wear so many outfits. Since she’s growing less quickly as a toddler, she fits into her clothes a LOT longer than she did that first year. Which is great for the budget, and also fun when there are shirts that I love that keep fitting, month after month. She still has some 6-12mos clothes that she can squeeze into (in some cases, they’re dresses that are now shirts), and most of her long-sleeved shirts were 12mos or 12-18mos. She’s growing out of those now — and they’re what she sleeps in (and will wear as it gets cooler out) — so I let myself do a little shopping (on last weekend.

They’re one of my defaults for kid clothes (this isn’t a sponsored post, but if they’d LIKE to sponsor M’s wardrobe…), but I wound up there anyway during my hunt for a truck shirt. There are a lot of toddler truck shirts in the world, but I’m kind of picky. While I was ‘in’ the boys’ section, I also got a pair of plain twill trousers for M. It can be hard to find those kind of trousers for girls! Everything is legging-weight (which can be cold in the winter) or skinny (which seems uncomfortable to play in). I got a few other shirts for M, too, but she was most excited about the excavator shirt — and she doesn’t usually notice what’s on her clothes!

I recently realized that M is ready for size 7 shoes. Her sandals — size 6 — were a little big when we got them at the beginning of the summer, and now her toes are touching the ends inside. I’ve got a pair of her trusty black tennis shoes in size 7, but she’s also going to need boots this winter, and I’ll have to find something a little nicer than the tennis shoes, for when she wears dresses. I think I’m most disappointed that she’s nearly outgrown her Robeez moccasins. I got her first pair (12-18mos) late last year, and then I bought the bigger size (18-24mos) when she outgrew those. They’ve been the best outdoor shoes — soft-soled, lined (I don’t put socks on her when she wears them), and stuck on her feet. She won’t need more moccasins until next spring, but she’ll be too big for Robeez. Might have to graduate to real Minnetonka moccasins!

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M Update

Obviously, this can’t be right, but my calendar is claiming that M will be 22mos on Monday. When people ask how old she is, I just say she’s going to be two in October. Then, in my head, I have to make that emoji with the really wide eyes.

M still isn’t talking much, but she comes out with new little bits here and there. I taught her to say ‘please’ a little while back, and she immediately understood that that’s the thing to say when she really wants something. When she asks for something, if I have to pause for any reason before I hand it to her, I get a ‘peeeeease’. She says ‘socks’ really confidently (when we’re putting shoes and socks on to go outside), and we’ve been working on ‘shoes’. Most of the time, she does ‘shhhhh…ocks’. But she’s really been concentrating on doing the ‘sh’ sound right.

She also recently started calling Beany ‘Beebee’, usually quite tenderly as she pets her. But she also says ‘beep, beep’, which sounds pretty much the same. Any time she’s pushing her doll’s stroller around or riding on her little bike, she avoids having to steer by shouting ‘Beep, beep!’ at whatever’s in her way. Sometimes she just says it continuously as she scoots around, because you know something is eventually going to try to stop her.

Trucks are BIG right now. Real trucks, toy trucks, pictures of trucks in books. Most vehicles, really. She also loves airplanes, and she’s got a soft spot for trains now that she’s figured out how to go ‘ch-ch-ch’. I also brought out my old Playmobil figures last week, along with the Playmobil advent calendar pieces we had from last year. She’s really interested in those little bits, and it’s nice not to have to worry about her putting them in her mouth anymore.

M loves to draw and color, which must just be a hardwired thing. She certainly doesn’t see me writing by hand VERY often. Her latest thing is drawing a picture (scribble) on a piece of paper, which she then presents to me. Over and over. And when she colors, she’s getting more interested in trying to color specific things. I drew a cat for her yesterday, and she colored the ears, nose, each limb, the tail, the tummy, etc. Little circles of color over each point of interest. She’s also fascinated when I trace her hand with a pen, and she’s been trying to do the same thing. I might make her some basic shape stencils (Montessori folks call them ‘insets’) and see what she thinks of them.

As I’ve mentioned before, M is pretty easy-going and rarely tantrums. She has her handful of upsets every day, but it’s easy to calm and reassure her. I always make sure to verbalize exactly what it is that she’s upset about (‘You were having a lot of fun playing with that truck, and you don’t want to leave it now.), and that seems to help a lot. She’s gotten more sensitive to things going wrong lately. She leaned her broom up against the kitchen cupboards yesterday and was dismayed to find that it had fallen over when she came back into the room. And wicked Nova is always there to steal pieces of her lunch that fall on the floor, which upsets her. I try to be understanding about the (perceived) severity of whatever’s happened and then follow up with something reassuring or empowering (ie, ‘Can you put the broom back the way it was? Hey, you did it!’ or ‘Do you still have more food on your plate? Whew, you do!’) My sample size of one (well-behaved) kid is hardly enough to draw a conclusion from, but my instinct is that the more M feels understood and supported, the less likely she is to totally break down when things don’t go her way.

Anyway, I’ll end this here, before I do any more rambling. To recap: M at 22mos is funny, clever, silly, cuddly, perfect.

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Garden Update

I went down to the garden yesterday (that makes it sound far away, but it’s not) to mow, and I was surprised to see how much everything had grown. I guess it must have been a few days since I’d last visited. When we get rain here and there, I let the garden do its own thing and focus one the hundred other tasks on my list instead.

The sunflowers are towering now. The tallest ones are at least eight feet tall, maybe more. I missed it at first, but they are getting ready to flower — all wispy green bits at the top. The flowers are supposed to be quite large, so I’m hoping they live up to the hype.

The rest of the flowers are doing well, but they’ve just left me wanting to plant MORE next year. The calendula, gladiolas, dahlias, strawflowers, and zinnias are all blooming right now. I love how the strawflower was just starting to open in the morning (the top photo) and then went BANG! after a few hours (the last photo). And it was closed up again this morning.

I think I’ll let the beans get big and eat the bean-seeds instead of the pods this year. Some of them are Jacob’s Cattle beans, which are meant to be eaten that way, and I’m not sure what the others are. We’ll see. M doesn’t like green beans, but she does like bean-beans. And then I can just let them dry on the vine.

I’m really excited about the birdhouse gourds! I was starting to think we wouldn’t get any that would be big enough to dry, but they’ve been growing fast. There are at least five decent-sized ones, but the leaves and vines to a good job of hiding them, so there may be more. The watermelon vines — and the few watermelons on them — are pretty puny, though. I think we’ll get one small, ripe one, but I’m not sure if the others will turn into anything edible.

And tomatoes! They’re really starting to ripen now. I’ve got Cherokee Purple, Mortgage Lifters (which aren’t very big this year — no lifting for them), and Romas. I’m looking forward to making sauce with them!

I’m pleased with the garden this year, especially the relatively low level of upkeep required. I used landscape fabric in the beds, and while weeds have come up along the edges, the fabric has kept them from taking over. And it’s easy enough to mow the paths instead of trying to keep them weed-free. It feels like I’ll be able to plant next year’s garden without having to spend weeks outside just getting the garden ready first. Which would make a big difference from this year!

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Animal Helper

Isn’t this just a photo of country-kid perfection? Out with her dog, bringing watermelon rinds to the chickens. We got her hat at the thrift store yesterday; they’re having a cowboy-themed promotion right now, so they have tons of old hats like this hanging at the front of the store. We might have to go back, because I’m jealous of M’s! We usually wear ball caps to keep the flies off our heads, but this is a little more stylish.

The chickens have been ranging free for the past several days. Before this weekend, they would stay in their coop and run most of the time, and then I’d let them out when we were outside, too. But the chickens have proven that they like to stick close to home, and they sure are happy now that they get to roam around all day! Their favorite spot is in the photo above: under the weeds and raspberries surrounding the propane tank. It seems cool and sheltered, and funnily enough, it’s only about 15′ away from their coop.

The chickens love M best (even Aster no longer has time to visit with me anymore), and she has bought that love with countless clover flowers. She picks them and offers them to the chickens, and they almost always take the flowers, although I don’t think they eat them that often. It’s not like they can’t eat as many as they want all day long. But they’re polite chickens.

Speaking of offering food to animals, I’ve started showing M how to feed the dogs. I scoop up the food and hand the scoop to her, and then she pours it into each of their bowls (they get breakfast and dinner). It requires quite a bit of focus from her — she has to walk with the full scoop, trying to keep it level so the kibble won’t fall out; then she has to remember to bend her knees when she gets to the dog dish (instead of, like the first time, dumping it from standing height — oops); then pouring it all in the bowl, which takes some good wrist turning. It’s an example of something that definitely takes five times as long with M’s help, but it’s worth it to see how much she enjoys the responsibility. What amuses me is that she likes to pick up the dog dishes when the dogs are finished eating, and she puts them up by the dog food. Then, the next time, she carefully puts the dishes back in their usual spots. I just leave the dishes on the floor the entire time, so it’s anybody’s guess where she got that from. She just likes to keep a tidy house (in some very specific, limited instances).

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My Helper

What a great age this is. I can’t believe that M will be two years old in two and a half months — which will mean she’s been a toddler for an entire year. Maybe I’ve got the Terrible Twos or a Threenager waiting in the wings, but I feel really lucky that she’s been so easy-going this whole time. I know several parents of kids M’s age who have been dealing with much more tantrum-y behavior, and I wish I could take the credit for M being so mild-mannered, but it’s all her.

Right now, she’s big into helping with things. So happy that she can take part and not yet jaded by chores. I was cleaning the kitchen today, and I asked her to put something away for me across the room, and she did that. Then I asked her to grab a towel out of the drawer, and she did that too. It’s like a double bonus: I actually get a little help, and it also feels like I doing something for HER by giving her tasks. She’s just so pleased with herself.

Wiping is a favorite activity, as you can see from the photo. That wiping was apropos of nothing except the fact that she’d found a cloth. But she’ll wipe up spills, too. The last time we went out to eat, she was dipping her food in ketchup and had to wipe her hands in between each bite. And her face. She’s not fastidious about being clean (far from it!), but she just gets into the wiping groove. I imagine it must be exciting to be effective at something when you’re so young.

She can climb up into her Keekaroo chair now that I’ve taken the tray off. It makes her seem like such a big kid! I can just ask her to go sit at the table, and when I turn around, that’s where she is. When she finishes her meal, she’ll stack up her plates and put them to the side, although I have no idea where she picked that up. She can just barely reach the counter now, so I can ask her to put stuff up there, and she will. I was holding her in the kitchen before we went down to bed, and I noticed that one of her peg puzzles was sitting on the counter. ‘Who put that puzzle up there?’ I wondered, and she pointed to herself proudly. Funny girl.

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Garden Stuff

1. My stargazer is blooming! I had two of these, but one of them died this past winter, along with an iris. The bulbs just froze in the ground and turned to mush. Strange, isn’t it? Both my cold-hardy rose bushes (in different parts of the yard) died, too, so it must have been a weird winter.

2. I’ve got birdhouse gourd vines in the garden, and I was very surprised the other morning when I saw that they had WHITE flowers. I had figured all gourds/squashes had similar yellow-orange flowers. They’re kind of ugly — a bit dirty looking — and it turns out they bloom at night. Another surprise! And it’s no wonder I hadn’t noticed them earlier; they’re usually all shriveled up by the time I go out to the garden.

3. At least one little watermelon on the vines. I don’t usually have much luck with melons (I think they probably require more vigilant watering than I provide), but it would be nice to have one little one to share with M.

4. I’m surprised that I’ve got a tomato starting to ripen already! When I lived in Minneapolis, the first few days of August were usually when I’d get my first fully-ripe tomato. We’re further north now, so they ripen later, and I was a little pokey getting the plants into the garden this year. This is a Cherokee Purple, so it still has a ways to go, but it’s better than nothing!

5. My glads are starting to really bloom now. Quite a few of the stems are a vivid coral, which I love, and this fuschia-edged white is pretty, too. I’m usually reluctant to cut flowers and bring them inside, but it’s harder to admire them all the way down in the garden, so I’m definitely bringing some of these in soon.

6. Lastly, three calendula flowers. I pick these once they’re fully open and then set them aside to dry. I’m hoping that if I keep picking, the plants will keep producing, and then I’ll get enough to make calendula oil. Next year, I’ll definitely be planting more calendula — and more gladiolas!

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Tree Frog

Here are just a couple more photos of that little tree frog that was sitting on the lily yesterday. It was so cute that I brought out my nice camera, too. It’s a gray treefrog, and there was another one sitting on M’s pool today. Must be tiny frog season!

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We spent so much time outside today! It was pretty warm, but there’s just never a shortage of things to do outside. And M (like most little kids) loves being outdoors — she’s always so excited to put her boots on.

1. I’m growing some calendula this year. Wishing I had planted a lot more to dry. But I’m picking the flowers once they’re in bloom, and hopefully that will mean they’ll flower a LOT. I’d like to make a calendula balm, if I can get enough. It’s annoying that calendula are also called ‘pot marigolds’, as I was trying to search for useful things to do with my regular marigolds, and almost all the results are actually for calendula.

2. Aster has decided she needs to protect the flock from Nova. Which is pretty amusing. Nova is scared of the chickens, anyway — no chance that she’ll get too close. Aster was just charging Nova, not trying to hurt her. Meanwhile, Henny was actually closer to the coop but was left un-harassed. Even chickens can tell that Henny isn’t a threat to anybody.

3. I was weeding my front perennial garden this morning, and at one point I realized I was being kept company by a tiny little frog. Sitting on a lily, about 2.5-3ft off the ground. I guess if you CAN sit on a lily, you might as well.

4. My perennial garden. It was really becoming choked with weeds, but now it’s mostly weed-free, and I put some new mulch down around the edges. I also staked back my listing hydrangea tree. It catches the winds that blow from the north (which is most of them), and my previous staking job wasn’t very effective. I’m hoping I can straighten it out a bit before it gets too much bigger. It’s doing well this year, even though it’s quite heavy with flowers right now. As is the entire garden. I think some lily dividing will be in order next spring!

5. Look at this little girl! She had been wearing pants and a t-shirt but was getting pretty sweaty, so I changed her into something more airy. I think it’s going to be a challenge to keep her clothes clean as she gets older — she’s already perfectly happy to plunk herself down wherever, even (especially?) in the dirt. She helped me catch a chicken this morning. Charlie always freaks out when I try to catch her, so after a few times around the coop, I told M to grab Charlie as she hurried past. Lo and behold, M was able to just bend down and capture Charlie and keep her there until I came over to pick the chicken up. M, the chicken whisperer.

6. The chickens discovered where the raspberries come from. These are just wild ones, which are mostly too buggy for us people to eat. This is the farthest the chickens have ventured from their coop so far. (It’s not very far — maybe fifteen feet?)

7. Taking a break from the chickens to admire the pond. These days, when we’re outside, we’re usually watching the chickens or up near the garage, where M’s toys and chalk are. But the pond is still really pretty.

8. Back to the chickens. They were all chillaxin’ in their coop, even though the door to their new run was open. Then I dragged over a branch and installed it as a roost, and they came piling out to investigate. The run is a dog kennel that my parents used when one of their dogs was a puppy, but it’s been sitting in their basement since then. It’s not a huge run — about 4×6′ — but it more than doubles their square footage during the day. We let them out to roam while I keep an eye on them, but this is somewhere safe for them to sit outside on their own. They still go in their coop at night. I’d really like for them to free range during the day, but I’m worried about predators. I’ve been thinking about getting some poultry fencing to string around several trees behind their coop, which would give them plenty of room while still protecting them from aerial predators. But the run will be enough for now.

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