Category: Elia

Our little girl keeps growing up but is no less cute. So the kids are doing well with the move. Curie has mentioned the old house once, but Elia doesn’t really remember it, or if she does, doesn’t know how to talk about it. In the new house Elia’s favorite thing may have to be the garage; the garage is magical to her particularly because of the automatic garage door opener. She insists on going through it and pressing the button every time we come home. This often means that Albert let’s Curie in the front door and then goes back out to open the garage door for Elia. Continue reading “Elia April 2016”

The other day, we were at Target in the toy section, and Elia pointed out the large First Order Stormtrooper; she loves to push the button and make him say things. Well this time, she pushed the button and it didn’t say anything, Albert pushed the button, it didn’t say anything. They pushed all the buttons on all the Stormtroopers, and they didn’t say anything. Elia looked up at Albert and knowingly said, “batteries.”

He knows it is foolish, but ever since Albert went back to work, the kids seem to have grown faster, Elia especially, but Curie too. Not only did she know the word “batteries,” but knew that when a toy didn’t work, Continue reading “Elia March 2016”

On Feb 6, Elia says “love” for the first time in the form of “love you dada.” Granted, it sounded more like “Louu Daddai,” but it was still there. Elia has then progressed to “seyou,” which means “see you soon,” followed by “Louu Daddai!” She is conversational with: “Dada, fix mama phone,” or “Mama, snow falling outside! There’s snow.” And every time she walks outside she will say “Wow! Snow!” She will even call Poppop by herself and have a full conversation with him, albeit, that she will answer yes and no questions. She likes to call us “guys (dai’s),” and knows her colors now through green and orange (green used to be white). She can also count to 10 by herself (credited to Curie and Jake and the Neverland Pirates).

She has her own personality, opinions, and temperament, so much that she has been practicing her eye roll. She loves playing “Row, row, row, your boat,” riding Curie like a horse when they play train,  and kissing you on the lips by holding your cheeks so that you can’t turn away. Continue reading “Elia February 2016”

Elia turns two; she’s 22 pounds, two feet eight inches tall, proud, and opinionated. The transition from bundle of joy to dynamite in a small package has been no more apparent than in her communication and her desire to be represented in every facet, whether it is taking a turn at whatever Curie is doing (regardless if she is too small) to wanting to eat what everyone else is having. If she can’t have it she will let you know with everything from “pease?” to her angry dance which can only be described as the “Jack Black dance” where she rocks her whole body from side to side as she stamps her feet. Continue reading “Elia January 2016”