This dreamboat is 2 1/4. Well, she was about a month ago. I have been wanting to update this blog for weeks, and time just gets away from me. The excuse of two small children, two part-time jobs and a house to run/take care of is simply not good enough. Haha, I kid! Strange, it is life that gets in the way of me documenting our life. I guess that’s what my thousands of photos on Instagram are for. I want very much to continue documenting here, though. To continue with photos and updates of our kiddos and our family. For them. For them to read when they grow up. I promise to try my best through the busyness that is raising children. I digress…
Ruby.
She is an amazing little human who just gets better and better as she grows. She is independent and easy-going and wants to do absolutely everything herself. She is funny, well spoken and adoring of her brother. Ruby is starting swimming lessons this weekend. I’m super excited because the poor girl has had nothing truly all her own (well, some things). She hasn’t had all the music classes and swimming and one-on-one time that Theo had when he was her age. So, her and I will be in the pool on Sunday mornings before Theo has his lesson.
Ruby is sleeping well. She goes down by 7pm, and usually wakes anywhere from 6:45 – 7:30am. She has quite the bedtime routine of giving sips of water and kisses to her current slew of “cuties” that she sleeps with every night. It used to only be foxy and piggy. Now enter Mr. Owl, Anna from Frozen and a rock. Seriously, a rock. Every night before bed it’s, “where’s my rock? oh, here’s my rock!”. She holds it in her little palm.
Weaning. We are currently weaning. The most bittersweet thing I’ve ever experienced. It is time for us now to end our nursing relationship. I’m being as gentle as possible, and it’s going well. It’s gone in phases, I guess. First it was any nighttime feedings a few months ago, then it was any daytime feedings the past couple of weeks and today marks the first time I didn’t nurse Ruby first thing in the morning, before nap and at bedtime. She asked at bedtime, and cried a little, which broke my heart a little. Instead of caving I snuggled her and listed off all the people in our family who love her, then I sang to her, then she said, “tell me all the people again”. I laid her down, rubbed her back and told her again. It was very sweet.
Ruby says so many great things all time. I wish I could easily capture her essence here.
When she is leaving a room, or the house, “Bye, cya later!”
When we go to the playground, Ruby says, “I won’t fall on jungle gym, okay? Be careful, be safe.”
When Jay is not home, or working in the office, she says in the best, most causal way, “Where’s dad?”
Ruby grabs her stuffed owl and runs to us, “Who’s this little cutie??! ”
One of my personal favs, “Okay, that’s fine.”
We hear a lot, “I’m a daredevil!”
When I’m trying to get Theo, I can hear my little sidekick, “Come on Theo! It’s dinner Theo! Let’s go Theo!”
She loves to shout, “I need help!”
Ruby likes to be a bit bossy, “Stop talking to me”, or “stop looking at me”, or “stop singing.”
She asks permission for things a lot, “Can I play with this?” or “Can I do this?”
Ruby will get excited about something she likes to do, for instance jumping down the stairs at Theo’s school with both feet at the same time. She grabs my hand and shouts, “Let’s do thiiisss!”
When she wants to know who somebody is (like a character in a show or movie), she points and says, “What’s this name?”
Walking down the street, Ruby will wave to strangers, “Hi, people!”
This age is my favorite. We love you Ruby, so, so much.
