
The funny part about this afternoon was that in the car on the way back home there were two other girls in the back with her. One of them was 9.5mth old Grace. Along the way Grace started to get a bit upset and began crying out. Harry (no surprise) started crying too. She was able to exactly mimic Grace's cry. I asked her what was wrong and she mimicked the cry, then pointed to Grace. I said "Are you sad that Grace is crying?" to which she nodded vigorously and starting crying herself, poor poppet. But the really funny part of the story is that since then Harry does Grace's cry when she wants to sing a song about Grace in lieu of being able to say her name. So I am reminded of Grace crying at least ten times a day so far.



On Saturday we had the lovely Miss KJ over who had much news about her upcoming wedding, her parents' visit from the UK, her future plans and all other sorts of business in between. Unfortunately I am a moron and didn't get any shots of her with Harriet, but here's Harry, sporting her Supergirl t-shirt yet again, regaling us all with stories from the toddler lane.
In very exciting news for Jimbo on Saturday night he was out on the pavement with Miss Harry just down from the Enmore Theatre. We were all out having dinner with Steve before the two boys headed off to see Wilco. Well lo adn behold but Jeff Tweedy from Wilco walks past Harry in her Dora pyjamas and gives the girl a big smile! James had a near fainting boyfan episode and managed to contain himself long enough to get back inside before collapsing into boy giggles and doing a little fan dance. Harry, oblivious to all the fuss, also managed to not notice when Darren Hanlon walked into the same restaurant we were in. He gave us all a bit of a double take since it was only last Saturday that we had bombarded him after the festival. In fact the only thing that really made Harry excited was the reversing truck we saw on the way back to the car. Orange lights, beeping sounds, people standing back to let it through...well it sure was fun.


Well there sure was! We found a playground with a cool little cubbyhouse in there. I had to sit in there with Harry whilst we both had 'coffee' and 'babycino' that was apparently 'hot' so Harry blew on it for me. Lucky I have her around to watch out for me. She also manifested some 'water' but by the way she was drinking it you'd have thought she had a bowl of water; head down, lapping it up like a cat. I can't believe she's already at an age where she's making up games like that with nothing to go on but thin air. It honestly seems like just a few weeks ago that she could barely walk.

This interest is infinitely more fun for me than her other love of late - talking dolls. AARRRGGHHHHH!!!!!!! This game imvolves Papa or Mama holding one fo the dolls and 'talking' for them. Sure, that's not so bad you say. No, not for a few minutes at a time. But Harry wants this game ALL the time, to the point where you can't actually play a game with her because having to hold, animate and talk for doll means you are incapable of doing anything else. You can only wrangle out of it by suggesting another game after a certain period for which she can then move on. *sigh* It really, really is painful.

She's just talking all the time now, every day there are at least a few new words that we notice. As Kristy noticed when she came here, you have to be attuned to some of them but others are completely unavoidably there.
We also had a playdate with Tara the Tornado on Thursday but I failed in the photo stakes and completely forgot to get the camera out. Ok, pick up your jaws from the ground now people. Tara is so completely different to Harry it was fascinating having her in the house and seeing just how differently she interacted with the same space Harry uses every day.
Anyway it is getting late and I really should be off to bed. Hope you're all well and thanks for the comments lately, it's a sad little thrill for me.
2 comments:
HAHAHA.. you are far too polite Cass!! Interacting is too nice a term for use when describing how Tara tore your house apart, flinging stuff off from one shelf to the floor!
Oh, sorry, I'm EXTREMELY impressed with the babycino, hehehe - kept going back to those photos... I know that wasn't the main point of your post, but wow, how cool!
Don't know who those famous people were, but loved the description of Jimbo's excitement, LOL!
That sandpit sounds ace - there is a sandpit at the boys school, that Bryn would love to get into every day, but unfortunately because I find it so hard to round all the boys up after the bell, I make him stay in the stroller, so he'd LOVE a giant sandpit to race around in!
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