Charlotte's thinking has taken another leap forward lately. She is starting in on true pretend-play. She's been caring for baby dolls for quite a while--swaddling them, putting them in the doll stroller for walks, putting them in the doll cradle to go to sleep. But lately it's hit a new level. While reading her new favorite book, One Fish, Two Fish, Red Fish, Blue Fish (Dr Seuss), she got interested in the section about the "gack". The gack looks like a reindeer with big, branching horns on its' head, and the poem talks about throwing rings on the gack, like a ring toss game. Charlotte was actually pretend-picking up the rings in the picture and either handing them to myself or my husband to "toss", or tossing them at the gack herself. She initiated that--it was pretty cool.
She is also connecting ideas really well lately. She can follow more complex commands, like "put your toothbrush away"--she'll carry it into her bathroom and put it in the cup where it's stored. She carried our toothpaste from our bathroom and did the same thing with it. She understands how to throw things away, in various trash cans (she is not yet abusing this knowledge). When she gets something on her hand that she thinks is "yucky" (dinner she spilled on the table usually), she gets down and walks to the sink, demanding a "wash". And then there were the boxers. My husband had left the boxer shorts that he sleeps in in the bathroom yesterday morning. Charlotte was looking at them and I told her that they were Daddy's boxers. She carried them out of the bathroom, repeating the word "box". I was getting ready at the time, and didn't watch her too closely. She apparently found a shoe box in our bedroom, and put the boxers in it. I didn't realize that till later when I noticed that the shoe box was now in her room, and warned my husband that we should probably retrieve it because it contains a pair of worn boxer shorts. Funny kid.
Monday, August 14, 2006
Thursday, August 10, 2006
Free at last
Independence is a wonderful thing. Not that I've taken much advantage of it since I picked up my car Tuesday afternoon. But the *idea* that I can go somewhere without coordinating with someone else first is really nice.
My car is all fixed and shiny with its fresh paint job. The first thing that I noticed on Tuesday was that there's still a dent in the middle of one of my car doors that was not fixed. When I asked the collision center guy about it, he said that because of the way the crease(?) was in the dent, that it looked like a door ding and not a hail ding, so it wasn't covered and they didn't fix it. He actually said something like "you would have had to have gotten hit pretty hard and angled sideways for that to be hail"....umm, did you see how much damage there was on my car? And it did hail sideways, which is why the opposite side of the car was virtually spotless. At that point, however, I really did not feel like fighting them and leaving my car for another week of repairs and back-and-forth with the insurance company. My car is 3 years old, and it is allowed to have a ding in one door.
So, did I get in to work early yesterday to make up time? Nope. I was later leaving the house when I realized that my car had no gas. When I got to the gas station, I realized I had no wallet. I had to go home for money and then back for gas before I could head for work. So I still barely squeezed in an 8 hour day yesterday, and didn't get Charlotte and get home till nearly 6. Oh well, at least I can see over the seatbelt, have armrests that my arms actually reach to rest on, and don't have to slam on the brakes to slow the car down (some of my complaints about my husband's car....I could keep going, but it just annoys him) :)
My car is all fixed and shiny with its fresh paint job. The first thing that I noticed on Tuesday was that there's still a dent in the middle of one of my car doors that was not fixed. When I asked the collision center guy about it, he said that because of the way the crease(?) was in the dent, that it looked like a door ding and not a hail ding, so it wasn't covered and they didn't fix it. He actually said something like "you would have had to have gotten hit pretty hard and angled sideways for that to be hail"....umm, did you see how much damage there was on my car? And it did hail sideways, which is why the opposite side of the car was virtually spotless. At that point, however, I really did not feel like fighting them and leaving my car for another week of repairs and back-and-forth with the insurance company. My car is 3 years old, and it is allowed to have a ding in one door.
So, did I get in to work early yesterday to make up time? Nope. I was later leaving the house when I realized that my car had no gas. When I got to the gas station, I realized I had no wallet. I had to go home for money and then back for gas before I could head for work. So I still barely squeezed in an 8 hour day yesterday, and didn't get Charlotte and get home till nearly 6. Oh well, at least I can see over the seatbelt, have armrests that my arms actually reach to rest on, and don't have to slam on the brakes to slow the car down (some of my complaints about my husband's car....I could keep going, but it just annoys him) :)
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
The end is in sight...
I got a call yesterday from the repair center that is fixing the hail damage on my car. They have had it for over 3 weeks now (4 Mondays). Apparently it was waiting for the windows to be put back in, but it should be ready some time today!. They were replacing the hood, the top of the car, the trunk lid, pounding out a million dents along the whole passenger side, and painting nearly the whole car. It is just in time, too--today the 3 of us didn't leave the house till after 8am. Tomorrow I have to be at work before 8am. Boy am I glad I don't have to fight that one with an unpredictable toddler!
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