Sunday, September 20, 2009

Balloons



After months of watching her point to balloons in window displays and various favourite books, we let Morgen have her very first helium-filled balloon last weekend. And within about five minutes, it flew mysteriously into the sky, up, up and away ("bye loon, bye loon"). A passer-by remarked that she was very good-natured not to scream or cry about it, but I noticed that Morgen seemed a bit jaded and less pleased with balloons in general after that.

Morgen's very second helium-filled balloon (pictured here), didn't cost me anything but the shame of being the oldest one in a line of very little girls. Morgen accepted balloon number two, but she didn't seem to love it as much as she had the first...when it started to deflate the next day, I waited until no one was looking and then quietly put the thing out of its misery. Morgen didn't ask where the balloon went - perhaps she thought it went "up up up" to join its sibling on an airy adventure.


Sunday, September 13, 2009

Variations on a Theme



Stuff in chairs, other people's hats, and self in stuff with stuff. Another few days in Morgen's life, minus the horrible teething for blog readers, of course...still, our cup mostly runs over with good things. And so do our chairs, and baskets, etc. Those teeth can't be very many days from making an appearance now...hopefully.


Thursday, September 10, 2009

Tower of Learning

So it turns out that filling containers with her toys is only one of Morgen's new pastimes. She has also discovered the joys of book-stacking, an activity that she now takes part in at least once every day. On occasion we can even get her to stop and read one of the books, but mostly they are just piled one on top of the other on top of the other....


Wednesday, September 2, 2009

The Container Game

Sometimes all you need to entertain a 15 month old is an empty container and an assortment of random toys. See for yourself, Morgen's latest obsession:

Sunday, August 16, 2009

How to Climb a Tree


Get one Grandma. Be really nice to her in front of your parents. The rest sort of takes care of itself.