A tale of two little girls

We’re at Chipotle, I’m eating a burrito bowl with about half a bottle of tabasco on it (I love chipotle tabasco).

Kyra: Can I have a bite daddy?
Me: Sure (gives her a bite)
Kyra: It’s yucky
Zoe: Can I have a bite daddy
Did she want a bite? Who knows, kyra asked and thats enough for here
Me: Sure (Gives her a bite)
Zoe: More?
Me: Ok (Gives her a bite laden with hot sauce)
Zoe: More?

Last night I was eating tofu curry (awesome btw) and zoe came over and took bites as long as I’d let her. Then she had some of the spicy greenbeans we had with it.

The girl likes her spicy food.

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Gabriella likes Dora and exposed Zoe to it. Zoe’s pretty impressed with the whole thing and we have some Dora stuff around from Kyra’s Dora phase.

Which is all a way of introducing the point: Zoe always says Dora as D-D-Dora, in mimicry of the intro song. It’s awesome because even when she’s just pointing out Dora somewhere she has to sing ‘D-D-Dora’.

Super Cute.

Lego Robots

Yesterday Kim, Kyra, and Zoe went to the lego store. They bought me presents: A spaceship and a robot. So when I got home from work we (kyra mostly, me and kim helping, zoe picking up the pieces and putting them back in the box everytime we dumped them out) built the robot and then Kyra and Zoe played with it.

They called him Wally because he did look very much like Wall-E. And Kyra had some interesting dialog: Wall-E cleaned up the earth, the doll made it messy, then they both left for space. Zoe was content to have the lego man climb the stairs to Kyras bunk bed over and over.

The takeaway: Both my girls were playing legos last night. And using those lego’s to build space going robots. I am going to be the biggest sucker you’ve ever seen once they get me to the lego store.

Yes I want more

Zoe’s started signing some (birds and bunnies being most common). Yesterday kim and kyra made fudge (yeah: Really) and we were eating it last night and I was giving zoe bites of mine. I kept asking her “Zoe do you want some more?” trying to get her to sign more…

She kept incredibly angry at me and trying to climb up me to get at the fudge and even though she can’t talk that well I can imagine she would have said something like “Yes, thats the stupidest question I’ve ever heard. Give it to me now”. The moral is: Trying to get your daughter to do tricks for fudge doesn’t always work.

Zoe can say a few words: yes, bird, mom, dad, kyra, more, book and some others and she understands very well: She broke into tears last night when kyra and kim decided they’d take a shower together without her.

Ky- RAH!

Zoe said kyra today: She pointed at kyra and said Ki – RAH! which is her all purpose growl (she’s a great growler). Thats her first name, not counting the fact that when she’s really enraged she’ll say something that could be mom.

Zoe walks and blogs

As a bonus zoes first blog entry:

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Zoe can walk!

Yesterday Zoe stood up by herself for the first time and strung 3 steps together for the first time (the most she’s managed before now was 1 and a half).

I have video of both things, and I’ll post it as soon as I get it off the camera.

Zoe's First Word

Speaking of Zoe.

An official proclamation has been made: Zoe’s first word was…. bird.

She says mama only when she’s really tired and screaming (albeit screaming for her mother) so we didn’t think that qualified. But she says bird when she sees a bird. She loves birds, we take her to the pet store and sit in front of the cages and she gets really quiet and really serious.

Zoes first step

I’m not sure what the technical definition of first step is, how far it has to be, or how stable. But I’m willing to argue that Zoe managed her first step last night.

Last night we had a picnic in the back yard. Zoe was holding on to the picnic table (a picnic table for kids so it’s about armpit high on her) and she took both hands off and moved them to a plastic green side table. She shuffled her feet a little and while she fell arms first onto the green table where she caught herself and pulled up to full standing.

It wasn’t graceful but it was completely unattached movement between two freestanding structures. So I’m calling it.

Zoe likes to grab stuff.

Kyra, Zoe, and I went to the bookstore sunday while Kim went grocery shopping. Kyra picked out a bunch of books and sat down to be read too, and I took zoe out of her stroller (her first time facing forward in the double stroller: She likes it. Changing hands has huge stuffed dogs and I wheeled her right up to one and she grabbed right on and tried to eat it) and held her in my lap while I read books.

After a few minutes of trying to grab the book unsucessfully, then trying to grab my shoelace (marginally unsuccessfully: She snagged it once only to have me remove it in terror nanoseconds later), then searching around for anything else to play with. She started to fuss and finally I put her back in her stroller so she could chew on her strap in peace.

Lesson: Sitting on your fathers lap while he reads you and your sister a story isn’t nearly as interesting as chewing on your restraining belts.

Also: Zoe loves to grab hair. She likes to hold a chunk of hair in one hand and suck her other thumb. If you’re laying next to her she goes right for the hair.