Snowy snowy snowy!

Today Bucharest has the biggest snow since the start of winter. I was looking forward to this! To have a good day for science with the young lady out there, running in the snow and getting wet all over; but that was just me wishing.  We are back home after few minutes of facing the harsh reality.

The lady was good with it until she started running back to me, and hiding her face on my side. I think it was too much for her.  I also wanted to capture her walk in thicker snow. I could not. Flat batteries in the camera. I tried with the phone which also fogged up. We decided we will try another day, with Mummy around.

Salt On The Floor

A small tall table behind our kitchen door has a lower shelve where several items stay put: a small electronic weighing scale (that should weigh ingredients), a sandwich maker (that should make sandwiches but is not now) and ( until yesterday) a plastic vessel full with (rough) salt.

On top of the same table are few things we want to easily access- like her cereals, my spices, Anca's coffee, and sweeteners. The place is full most times mainly because we have the habit of piling items there every time we are in the kitchen.

The young lady picks some of what we pile there for her games. Reaching the top of the table has been hard for a while- but she is making progress upwards. Furthermore, someone is always saying "stop!" before she manages to get anything down.

The lower shelf is easier, though here as well we are always saying "don't touch!" But she has found a way to deal with these don't touch!, don't go!, stop! kinds of orders- she stops when she is done, or she does it so quietly that by the time we turn around, she is done- grabbing a spice, the sweetener or anything else that can fit in her tiny hand.

Then two days ago things went wrong for her. While I was busy washing she did lift the container with (rough) salt, ran with it to the sitting room as it spilled- until the container dropped making part of the floor white. Then I heard a loud shrill from a kid horrified at what she had done. I found her in a corner away from it all. She was scared. She refused to walk on any part of the floor that had salt until I cleaned it.

Sometimes The Young Lady Has Mood Swings...

The young lady is in no mood today. By this I mean she is in another mood- usually the tantrumy kind nowadays. There could be another tooth coming. I am thinking those teeth come with mood altering hormones- but I see runny nose every time one comes out.

We had peace earlier today...she slept the full night, woke up, ate then slept and slept. When she woke up, it was midday- but I think she was just having a quiet time all along. I was not at the laptop so that was even much better for her.

We played long, we ate, we read several times "Sid The Shark" who "had a tooth ache that hurt so much, that he grumbled and groaned to all the fish in the sea"; then she peed several times in the potty...but by the time we got to the poop, I was so tired. This was like thirty minutes ago- so I just let drop it in the diaper. When my Mommy asks about how the poop was, we plan to say it was good- I mean- great! Not hard, not soft... I don't remember the color or size etc, and I threw it away. I will tell her that we ate Cereal and Apple.

I will avoid the part where the young lady almost puked because she was too full of water. I will mention she removed her socks many times and tried to put them back- but I won't say she went to the kitchen on naked feet. Romanian parents don't like this.

 I will mention the part where she refused to play with her toys and only wanted to be carried. Today I grounded her for this- I mean I put her on the bed, placed toys before her and said something like " now play alone!" She pouted but went ahead to play.

One of her toys had stopped working after she knocked it hard on the floor while we were in Bacau. This dead toy was among the the toys I gave her so she plays alone. I don't know what she did- but she made it work. She was so excited. Then she thought she would use this to negotiate herself onto my laps...didn't work...so we went back to the pouting.

She got so upset after few minutes of playing alone that she went into a serious tantrum. It was so serious I almost believed it. I took her to the crib and locked the door. Well, that was a bit hard but she was over it in like a minute. I went to check a while back and found her sleeping- the head towards the door.