Curie August 2013. Curie turns two in 10 days. Curie’s favorite songs are now “O’Mcdodode,” “Twinkle, twinkle,” and “AyBeeShees.” However if you sing “Daddy’s all right,” she will follow with “Mommy’s all right, ther jus a lilbit wier’.”
She likes yelling “Mommy, where AH you?” and “Daddy, where AH you?” And “Mommy, I want YOU.” and “Daddy, I want YOU.” This morning she said “Oh, wight, let’s go!” When Albert called to Curie in her car seat, “Curie, I love you!” She called back, “Daddy, I love you!” Oh, and Curie finally graduated to the toddler car seat that Bernard and Agnes gave us.
Curie’s favorite foods at the moment are shrimp, soup, crab, and lobster, chocolate, treats, and pie. She still likes her “‘nacks” and loves plums and peaches. At Duck Chang’s (best peking duck hands down BTW) she rolled her own including hoisen sauce, duck, skin and scallions, took a “big bite,” and asked for a picture of her doing so.
While neither of us are the grace before meals kind of people, Curie has decided that every meal and bedtime require prayers. She holds out her hands a says “hands!” Or says “payers!” Her other dinner thing is that she likes to clink glasses with everyone multiple times before drinking.
Curie loves to “pay bocks!” (play blocks) recently and plays with Kapla, Tegu, and Legos (as we write this it occurs to us that we don’t have any normal blocks -when did we become “those” people?). Curie’s favorite “stuffed animal” is now a doll that used to belong to Eleanor and Miranda that is usually used to teach kids that babies potty and get wet. It is a blue doll Curie calls “big baby.” She also continues to love the “‘tar” and has learned to strum it with a pick.
The “shuperman shirt” has really taken off. It doesn’t matter if it is Superman, Ironman, the Avengers, Marvel, DC or a robot, they are all “shuperman shirts.” Erin and Albert have even taken to wearing superhero t-shirts ourselves (Erin is a staunch Iron Man girl, and Albert has a super-deformed Batman shirt).
In August, Albert changes jobs, we go to the Annual DC Pen Show, fly up to Marshfield to see Nana and Grampy, attend the Marshfield Fair and go to the Baley Bash. We take walks in Huntley Meadows, go to Tim’s River Shore, and have a new living room courtesy of Albert’s parent’s birthday gift for Curie (a drawing table and chairs that have become our coffee table).
Change is a-foot and we are moving through life like everyone else does. Curie continues to amaze us with her problem solving, her infectious enthusiasm, and her innocent declarations. She will tell you that Old MacDonald had a stomach ache on the farm, apologize when she wants to wear a superhero shirt over a dress, and, please, please, someone ask us (offline) what she called a burp the very first time.
-mouth fart BTW