Red

January 7, 2012 By Hillary Filed Under Eliza Jane

E 2011 

(Her 2011 in pics per my facebook page)

I realize that this year has brought lots of changes for us, but mainly that Eliza has turned from a cute, squishly baby to a fun, toilet paper unrolling, sweet, screaming, playful toddler. This past month has even been a big change when she finally realized she could scream and get a reaction from her brothers.

Manipulation, much?

So, um, yes. We have to start working on discipline and obeying instead of peek-a-boo and find the cereal underneath my chins. Danggit.

And, I don’t know if you noticed, but she has red hair. And every 3rd person in the world tells me some (different) stat about red heads becoming extinct. Something about red hair and blue eyes and how they will only be found on Mars in the future. I don’t know. I just nod when strangers go into their speech now because I’ve heard it so often. They could be telling me red heads eat free on Wednesdays somewhere and I’m missing it.

The other thing that every person in the world will ask is if she has a red-headed temper. In a word, yes. Big time. I don’t know why, how or when we noticed, but YES. If her sunglasses don’t fit on her the right way, she throws them across the room and screams. If she doesn’t get her vitamin at the same time the boys get theirs, she stomps away and screams. It’s like watching a little Lucille Ball… who screams. Very dramatic. (But super cute. Don’t tell her.)

In between screaming, she blows kisses, plays hide and seek and makes the world fall in love with her. It’s easy really. You just ignore the screaming (like I do) and she’s perfect. An absolute gift. Who can make her daddy melt with a MUAH of slobber on his face.

Jason even looked at me once this year with her wimpering and said, “You are going to have to discipline her. I can’t do it.” And he was serious. Great. That’s a note for the therapist.

In general, the boys love her, too. They know that she tears things up, so they get to blame her for a lot and that, my friends, is about the only joy of a little sister from a 4 and 6 year old perspective. Ollie is her protector. Henry is her antagonizer. Put them all together and they are a riot… if they’re not your kids. If they happen to be your kids, well, they are entertaining and they make you pray.  Often. Mainly for their teachers. And anyone who happens to encounter the wrath of Red.

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Thumbs Up

January 2, 2011 By Hillary Filed Under Eliza Jane, parenting

The other day when Henry told me that when I grew up I “could be a daddy just like Jason”, my first thought was, “I can’t wait to put that in a post somewhere”.

And that’s when I realized that I love to write and such a huge part of me is missing when I don’t update my blog. So I am here picking up wherever and whenever I can and knowing that like a good friend, we can just pick up where we left off in high school.

Tight roll those jeans and let’s go.

Eliza Jane {Jane because it just goes; maybe like Matilda Jane? I don’t know… it goes} is a thumb sucker. The boys have both been big passy fans, so I’m not quite sure what to do with this little gal.  {Henry still has his passy to go to sleep and also has them hidden around the house and I know when he’s quiet that he’s off somewhere sucking that passy. He’s a sucka- a passy sucka.} She LOVES her thumb-y. And we happen to think that whatever she does is cute.

E in bumbo- 5mo 

She sucks her thumb to go to sleep. She is not partial to a specific thumb- left, right, hers, yours- whatever. She sucks her thumb when she’s bored. She sucks her thumb to show you she cares {maybe}. She sucks her thumb in between bites of rice cereal. I have a theory that it’s a little salty and a little pinch is just all she needs to get by.

E- rice cereal 5 mo E thumb sucka

You get the idea- she’s a sucka- a thumb sucka.

Here’s my dilemma: it’s so stinkin cute now, but it’s not going to be that cute when the orthodontist hands me the bill. My dentist cousin told me at Christmas that they make some sort of device that they put in the roof of kids’ mouths now that scrapes their thumb or something similar if they suck their thumb. {This kind of torture is reserved for children who are older and need to break the habit somehow, I am assuming. Waterboarding your own child is the next step, I think.}

Obviously I don’t want to get to that level, but when do I stop thinking it’s cute and start pulling that chewed up thumb out of her mouth? Is there a rule about it? Clearly, I don’t follow said rules {since I just admitted my 3 year old hides passies}, but I need to know when to start feeling guilty about it. This is a whole new area of guilt-to-be for me.

E 4 mo Melissa thumb 

*This picture completely and totally a picture of a picture from Eliza’s 4 month panel. Taken by the lovely and talented Melissa Tash, of course.

Thoughts, please {if anyone in the world is reading besides Melissa’s attorneys??}?

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