Our two little pumpkin heads - Poppy and Soren - seem to be settling into their new routines now, and really have become good playmates/friends. They invent little games that they like to play together, and run around the house playing hide and seek and 'touch', aka 'tag'. Our house feels full of love and busyness, and for the first time in their lives they can play and create without me there with them. While I'm in the kitchen they will disappear upstairs, and later I will find some half-done puzzles or a destroyed fort.
Both of them seem to be making strides making their own friends as well. Soren went to a friends house after school today, and Poppy tells us stories about her various school friends. When she meets a new kid at a playground or somewhere, she will say 'hi, I'm Poppy', and then shortly after introduce them to her brother Soren.
I volunteered in a kindergarten classroom last week, and it's so interesting to see how different kids are in terms of their development. Even physically, some kids are tiny while others look like they could be 7 or 8. One child was clearly the class helper - she seemed so capable and just took on roles like setting the table for snack, or helping other kids zipper their zippers and tie their shoes. It was nice to get to see Soren's 'world', and he was so excited to show me all of their routines and activities. And now I'm off to work on halloween costumes... I have known what the kids were being for months, and true to form, have procrastinated till the last moment. Time to get out the sewing basket and the glue gun!
Guess what? We went to a pumpkin patch! Us, along with pretty much every other family in the blogosphere. So... hopefully you are not too sick of fall pumpkin patch photos:)
Every year since Soren was born, we have gone to Schwabe Pumpkins on Henderson highway. This year, as we tried to carry on the tradition, we were surprised to see that they had moved. The new location is a bit of a drive north of the city, but it's totally worth it. Lots of photo ops, lots of room for the kids to run, and lots of pumpkins to choose from! In fact, we may have brought home so many, I'm having trouble finding places to display them.
It's funny how traditions mold and grow. Four years ago I never would have imagined how our family of four would look today. Looking at photos of baby Soren, I remember thinking there was no way I could love another being as much as I loved him. And here we are... plenty of love to go around!
Happy Birthday Miss Poppy!!! Today you are three:) You have entertained us since day one, and you've got quite the attitude. Tonight, as I was putting you and your brother to bed, you escaped downstairs to give your dad one final kiss. I came after you, asking you to please come back upstairs so we could sing your songs. After a few attempts, you stomped up the stairs yelling 'BAD mommy!' ha.
Your favourite thing to say these days is 'Don't you never ever...' as in:
Mommy! Don't you never ever go downstairs without me.
Soren! Don't you never ever touch my kitchen. Nope. Never.
Daddy! You sit right there and DO NOT EVER MOVE. Yep. Yep. Daddy, don't you never ever move.
We do get some sweet moments from you too... you love to cuddle and play with our ears. You like to give hugs, kisses, and you are very sweet with babies or dolls. In fact, we were sternly told to "talk lower" this afternoon because one of your dolls was sleeping. You are great at sharing - you'll happily hand over half of a candy or treat to Soren if he asks.
Some of your happiest moments are spent doing art - you love colouring, painting, and doing stickers. You make us delicious meals from your kitchen and can get quite creative with what you are offering... sadly you don't like to try real foods quite as much. I'm not sure what your favourite foods are, probably cookies and treats. And 'little guy coffees' - you're quite the coffee connoisseur.
I curled your hair for the first time a couple days ago, and you were pretty excited with the end result. You could also paint your nails, put on lipgloss, and beg for my make-up all day long. In the mornings, you'll sit on the floor and watch me get ready - waiting for a break in my routine where you can ask in your sweetest voice 'can I try some of that please mommy?' Somewhere over the last few months you've started calling me mommy instead of mama... and I miss hearing 'mama', except in the middle of the night which is when it was most frequently called!
Poppy - you are such a special and unique little girl. Being your 'mama' is the best and these last three years have been a (sleep-deprived) joy. We all love you so much... me, and your dad, and Soren, and all of our special family members and friends. Happy Birthday!