Where's Linnea Now?
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This morning she was awake but didn't want to get up, because she was tired and not very well, she said. I climbed up into her bed and we were giraffes for a bit (long arms with little giraffe heads; she used her hands to make the ears/antennae). The mother giraffe was not very well, so the circus vet came. Also, we found a lost giraffe who was a friend, and who stayed with us for one night before its mother came and found it and we were all friends together.
Then we hid from the scary monsters who wanted to eat us, so they ate the lights and curtains and dressing-gowns instead, and then they were all full up, so they went to sleep. Then the nice monsters came and took them away and we got down from the bunkbed to sunbathe. Linnea had a hat on so she could sunbathe on the floor, but I had no hat, so I had to sunbathe in the shade, on the lower bunk.
The monsters shared my pillow.
Eventually Emer woke up and got out of my bed and came in to us.
I think Linnea is weaned; she had a milk feed while we were all ill but not since, nor even asked for one. That's that. Of course, I'm still feeding a 19-month-old, but I think my tandem feeding days may be over, because this 19-month-old isn't feeding very often; I doubt she'd last through a pregnancy.
Linnea's watching a BBC documentary called "The Planets." She seems engrossed. Emer is eating flapjacks - Rob made flapjacks last night with honey and muscovado sugar. Mmm.
We've been dancing a lot today, and singing rhymes. I tried to play music but Linnea got hangry ("I am very hangry now! I am cross!") and turned it off. Linnea asked for a lot of jumping songs to dance to. She also asked to knead the bread but I didn't have the energy; I will let her do the second kneading, later.
She's very concerned with gender identity now. She wants to look like a girl. She won't wear a headscarf, because those are for pirates and only boys are pirates. Only boys and handsome princes, too, and rescue princesses. Princesses absolutely CANNOT rescue princes; they MUST wait to be rescued. Nothing I can say or read will convince her otherwise. Luckily, she is just as happy to be a handsome prince as a princess, so she's not painted herself into the passive roles corner, quite.
I'm glad it's almost summer; dressing her "like a girl" is much easier in summer, because although some of her dresses are quite warm, girls' winter trousers and tops are far less practical than boys'.
Then we hid from the scary monsters who wanted to eat us, so they ate the lights and curtains and dressing-gowns instead, and then they were all full up, so they went to sleep. Then the nice monsters came and took them away and we got down from the bunkbed to sunbathe. Linnea had a hat on so she could sunbathe on the floor, but I had no hat, so I had to sunbathe in the shade, on the lower bunk.
The monsters shared my pillow.
Eventually Emer woke up and got out of my bed and came in to us.
I think Linnea is weaned; she had a milk feed while we were all ill but not since, nor even asked for one. That's that. Of course, I'm still feeding a 19-month-old, but I think my tandem feeding days may be over, because this 19-month-old isn't feeding very often; I doubt she'd last through a pregnancy.
Linnea's watching a BBC documentary called "The Planets." She seems engrossed. Emer is eating flapjacks - Rob made flapjacks last night with honey and muscovado sugar. Mmm.
We've been dancing a lot today, and singing rhymes. I tried to play music but Linnea got hangry ("I am very hangry now! I am cross!") and turned it off. Linnea asked for a lot of jumping songs to dance to. She also asked to knead the bread but I didn't have the energy; I will let her do the second kneading, later.
She's very concerned with gender identity now. She wants to look like a girl. She won't wear a headscarf, because those are for pirates and only boys are pirates. Only boys and handsome princes, too, and rescue princesses. Princesses absolutely CANNOT rescue princes; they MUST wait to be rescued. Nothing I can say or read will convince her otherwise. Luckily, she is just as happy to be a handsome prince as a princess, so she's not painted herself into the passive roles corner, quite.
I'm glad it's almost summer; dressing her "like a girl" is much easier in summer, because although some of her dresses are quite warm, girls' winter trousers and tops are far less practical than boys'.
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Date: 2008-04-03 09:38 pm (UTC)T at 19 months was really only having a feed first thing in the morning and I was beginning to think he might well self-wean soon. Now at 23½ months he has a feed first thing, and then often mid-morning, lunch, mid-afternoon, early evening.....
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Date: 2008-04-03 09:40 pm (UTC)