No journal entry - just a very pretty four-year-old in her favorite 'twirling' dress.
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Kirsten at Two
"Mommy, can you put this hat on me?" It was really a scarf, not a hat, and it needed to be tied under her chin.
For a two-year-old as restless as mine, tying her shoes is a major undertaking. Trying to tie a ribbon under her chin is almost impossible.
"Look at Mommy, Kirsten!" I'm sure I said it six times before I finished tying. Did it ever occur to her that if she'd sit still it would only take half as long?
My journal continued with a lesson on my own unwillingness to "Be still and know..."
Demanding Attention

Just a note about these pic's... When the girls were little, I sewed a fair bit, and am quite proud to say I made these dresses for the girls.
May 12, 1983
Today Einar starts on the suppression crew. He'll be working weekends for the summer.
Rachel loves to say "Know what?" "What's that?" etc. She is so sweet - most of the time. She doesn't get along with Angela and Jesse yet - keeps running in crying "Angela (or Jesse) push Rachel!" That's her excuse for crying even if she and Kirsten have been playing alone so I doubt it's true very often - if ever. I could believe it of Jesse - he has this image he feels he has to live up to and likes to keep Rachel scared of him. He doesn't hurt her - just growls at her! They're quite a pair.
I asked Rachel recently, "Who is a brat?" She said "Rachel is a brat." I asked, " Who is a turkey?" "Rachel is a turkey." "Who is Mommy's sweetheart?" "Rachel is Mommy's sweetart." "Who is sweet and beautiful?" "Rachel is sweet and bootiful." I'm sure I could have gone on and on. She loved that game!

Rachel never was very conventional in her 'sitting.' She'd rather be straddled across the chair and the table than sit on her bum. I used to comment that it was cuz she had no bum - I think she wore newborn diapers until she was a year old. Or maybe the first size after that. Whatever the reason, she is suspended here between the chair back and the table, and that was quite common for her.
June 13
We now have two kittens - Spic and Span. Rachel just loves them! She's rough with them but they seem to love it. She picks Span up by the tail or head or whatever! Last time she was holding her so awkwardly, I went to rescue Span, but she was purring away! They're two of a kind - they both love attention any way they can get it.
Rachel had a temper tantrum the other day. Einar got down on his hands and knees facing her and copied her. She just looked at him for a minute, then got up, walked around him and spanked him as hard as she could. She knew what to do in such a situation!
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Encouragement
And let us consider how we may spur one another on toward love and good deeds, not give up meeting together, as some are in the habit of doing, but encouraging one another, and all the more as you see the Day approaching.
Today I was encouraged - first by the enthusiasm of my dear niece Karen. She had to shovel snow (in BC where it is wet and heavy) and was so grateful for the good workout it gave her. I have a few acquaintances like that... ones who take the situations most of us complain about and turn them into blessings. (Reminds me of another niece who had a way of turning bedtime - 'jammy time' - into the most exciting time of day. But I think every time of day was met with that same enthusiasm in that home!)
Back to the shoveling... I do have a bit of a conundrum. We have the world's most slippery driveway. 'Not shoveling' seemed like a good idea - not as slippery this way. But it is beginning to snow again, and the longer I wait, the harder it will be. Today is a beautiful day by Winnipeg standards. It is -9 (Celsius) with no wind. Can't beat that in January!
So, with a little less enthusiasm that Karen, I bundled up and went out. The toque soon came off and my driveway was about 1/3 done when the neighbor came out with the 3 children in her care. We started chatting, and it turns out they have had a snowblower for a few years, and her husband complains that he never gets to use it. She's too quick with the shovel.
"But," she said to me, "The kids love to be outside, and it's a beautiful day, so why would I stay inside and do nothing when I can get my workout by shoveling." Her husband had come to our place one day with his snowblower (I'm not surprised - that is the kind of neighborhood we have) - but didn't get very far when he realized how slippery it was. With a brand new job he couldn't afford to fall and hurt himself.
An hour and a half later I'm back in... I'm not sure how much of that time was spent chatting with the neighbor, but it is done. Next time I won't wait as long. If we haven't driven over the snow, it is much easier to move... And next winter, hopefully, we'll have done something to the driveway to make it easier to move on it without all the slip-sliding!
March 1983
1983

Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Last 1982 Post

December 29
Kirsten is 3 1/2 and a real sweetheart. Sometimes she's more of a baby than Rachel. She will hardly feed herself - likes to be fed. Rachel is also better at following directions than Kirsten (to find something for me) but Kirsten is getting better.
Mom & Dad moved to Saskatchewan last month. Christmas wasn't the same without them. I think the girls really missed them. I'm glad we got to go to Saskatchewan with them - it makes them seem a bit closer.
Rachel hasn't gotten any less silly. One of her current games is to grab mine or Einar's hair and lift it up to whisper a secret. She doesn't use real words when whispering. The other day she was trying to keep an orange from me and ran around with it above her head so I couldn't reach it!







