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May 30th, 2005, 1.42pm
7 lbs. 10 oz.
20 inches

(as of) December 12th, 2006
20 lbs. 9.9 oz.
29.5 inches


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Brose + Bex (the parental units)

February 1st, 2008

EVERYONE Likes Ladytron

February 1st, 2008

Boys and Girls

December 4th, 2007

The Mind of a Child

So for several weeks Fiona was having a hard time going to school. She was very clingy at drop off, and would often cry upon Brose or my departure. A couple of times we ended up picking her up early after receiving calls from her teachers that she had be crying all morning, and was definitely distraught by being there. Usually, she would end up being fine once back in the car and on her way home again. With her attending preschool only two mornings a week Brose and I felt it was important to plug along, and continue trying to take her every Tuesday and Thursday. After speaking with her teachers, there appeared to be no known cause Fiona's 'dislike' for being at school, but perhaps a case of toddler separation anxiety. After trying to talk to her about it and getting little info, we can only guess she was experiencing some sort of emotional worry about being away from us. Maybe because of the new baby, maybe because we had been doing quite a bit of traveling, who knows.

Good news though, she is back to loving school. For the last couple of weeks she's had no problem with drop-offs and usually has lots of stories to tell of friends and what she did for the morning. Funny thing is though, when it's time for me to leave, she showers me with hugs. I mean one right after another, for several minutes. This coming from a kiddo that I usually have to ask for snuggles, and get them only on her terms. She is not a snuggly kid for the most part and never has been. So, it's an interesting thing to observe this new comfort aspect in her parent/child separation routine. Hey, I'm not complaining, I get some of the best hugs of the week on school days.

November 15th, 2007

Like a Steel Elephant

I refuse to engage in discussions about intelligence and development with kids, but I will say that Fiona has a phenomenal memory.

Some examamples:

Once, several months ago, Fiona rode in one of those race care shopping carts at Lowe's. We were pulling into the Lowe's parking lot a week or two ago, and Fiona asked to ride in one of the blue cars.

We drove past De Vargas mall the other day, and Fiona asked if we could go to Diego's for dinner.

I'll post more of these as I remember or they happen.

November 1st, 2007


(I'm going to start posting Fiona's (mis)pronunciations, all under the title of "Linguist".) Fiona pronounces "tired" like "tie-red", which is odd seeing as how that is actually how it is spelled.

October 29th, 2007


(Sorry for the couple of days with no news; we've been in Colorado all weekend--and today--partying heavily.)

Fiona has this amazingly sweet habit of always going around the room dispensing hugs, kisses, and good-byes whenever she's leaving (or sufficient numbers of OTHER people are leaving). She does it at school, parties, whatever.

On the other hand, she's adopted a very obnoxious habit of saying "NO!" and doing this little smack thing. I hate it, and neither of us is going to put up with that for long. Fortunately, she seems mostly only to do it now when she's tired.

October 26th, 2007

Pee For One

Despite a very early couple of successes last year, we've been having a bear of a time getting Fiona to use a toilet. She so obviously "gets" it, but had eschewed it for some indefinable reasons of her own.

Exctingly, tho, she peed in her toilet-- not once, but three times-- this morning. Then, in true daughter-of-Bex-and-granddaughter-of-my-mom-AND-Bex'-mom fashion, she emptied the little bowl each time into the toilet and washed it out in the bathtub.