I am constantly amazed at how Frida is growing. I know I said this last post, but her babbling is sounding more and more like words and sentences every day. I swear one of these days she’s just going to start talking.
It was a snow day here in Victoria, complete with power outages and everything. The rest of Canada loves to laugh at us for our pathetic amount of snow, and it’s true, it was not really enough to expect an hour long power outage, but there you go. There was about a centimetre of snow. A tree must have fallen somewhere or something. I thought Frida might enjoy her first snow experience, but she did not. She was quite interested at first, and sat looking around, and looking up at the sky, but when she started crawling she realized how cold it was. (And I realized that hand-knit wool mitts are inadequate for wet conditions. Boo.) She lay down to try to eat some of it (hilarious) but then started to cry. She looked very disgruntled and our play time was short. She pretty much demanded to be taken inside and after moaning around the front yard for a while she made a beeline for the front door, and I can only assume it was not a coincidence. If there’s still snow tomorrow we’ll try again, but with her leather mitts I dug up.
I am meeting up with a couple of other mums with babes for a 2x a month knitting bee. It’s fun… I’m pretty sure I knit about 2 rounds each time, but hey. Better than nothing. Here are the babes (I didn’t ask, bad me, so Frida’s face is the only one showing.)
Who can resist a cute bath picture?? And isn’t Jonathan so loving and attentive? He’s the most wonderful dad. These two absolutely adore each other. I got the cutest video today of Frida laughing SO hard at Jonathan tossing a bag of diapers into the air and having it fall onto his head. She’s really into slapstick, our bebe. She also loves it when we fall over onto the bed, hit each other with pillows, sneeze etc. I spent months and months tickling her and making silly faces to no avail. She just wants us to pretend to hurt ourselves. 😉 Now THAT is funny. (Do you think she’s secretly a psychotic sociopath?!)
And last but not least, the enduring classic:
I’ll love you forever
I’ll like you for always
As long as I’m living
My baby you’ll be