Magdalena's Family Blog

14 August 2008

Friends

Yesterday, Gigi and I enjoyed a pot of tea and coffee thanks to Magdalena's generous invite. She loves playing with her musical tea pot, which doubles as a coffee carafe or soup bowl when she's in the mood. When we were looking for a missing teacup we came across her play phone and I asked if she wanted to call and invite some friends to tea. She pretended to dial, put the phone to her ear, and proceeded to say, "Colin? Coming drink tea here? Bye."  This was her first intelligible pretend phone conversation! (Colin is one of our neighbors her age and they play together often, but he's out of town for a couple of weeks and Magdalena is evidently missing him.) 

Today, Magdalena and I went to lunch and Kroger with some other neighbors - Jan and Max. The kids also play together fairly regularly but usually it is side by side play, not interactive. Today was quite different, though. Max wanted to hold Magdalena's hand as we crossed the parking lot, they were very huggy during food ordering time, and Magdalena helped Max climb the playground structure when he was a little unsure of his abilities. 

On the short drive home, Jan and I overheard our munchkins in the backseat conspiring to further their play time. Max invitingly said, " You want play at my house?" and Magdalena replied with equal hospitality, "You want Nemo snacks my house?" We mommies both shot down their plans with a firm, "No, you are going home to nap." They'll have more opportunities to play, but today we needed our rest!

07 August 2008

What's your problem!?

I admit it, sometimes I do get frustrated with Magdalena...especially when she is pitching a fit. Often, I'll say to her, "What's your problem? You need to calm down and tell Mommy what's going on." 

Well, last week Magdalena got in trouble and as I scolded her she looked at me and said, plain as day, "What's your problem, Mommy?" I was stunned as was my mom who was in the same room with us. Evidently, Magdalena liked the response her query elicited because just moments later she posed the same question - to a toy. She plays with a talking Eeyore, but his batteries chose that fateful day to die. When he wouldn't talk to Magdalena, she screamed at him, "What's your problem? Eeyore, what is your problem?"

Yes, my child is precocious, but she is also precious. Everyday she shows me affection in so many ways. Sometimes, it's just by climbing into my lap to give me a hug. Other times it's a "cup of tea" she pours for me from her singing play tea pot. Or wanting to hold my hand during dinner...

Man, I may be exhausted from keeping up with her constant activity and dealing with her blossoming independence, but I sure am happy and blessed!