Sunday, November 6, 2011

I will get you fuzzy slippers!!

 Kiera worked hard to get that fuzzy slipper off her foot!

It wasn't so much she wanted it off her foot.  She just wanted it in her mouth.

While the Asher is away...

the bear will play! 


Kiera plays with Asher's beloved bear while he is off at school.  

But more to the point - check out those crazy strong arms!

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Speaking of giving my husband credit...

He also gets credit for this.

He calls it baby surfing.

She loves it.

I find it alarming.

Yet...I still take the photo.

You Shall Not Pass!!

Credit goes to my neighbor for the LOTR post title.
Credit goes to my husband for giving my 6 month old daughter a large pointy stick.

A year gone by...

Kids can change a lot in a year,

but some things, some things stay the same.

His costume from last year still fit - though much more snugly, and he really enjoyed wearing it again.  But we did finally convince him to wear his new costume.
No, no - he liked it!  I swear.  He's not curled up in a fetal position, he's just taking a nap while wearing it.

So why don't I have any trick-or-treat photos of him in it?



He said it was hot so he kept taking it off.

But he liked his sister's costume.



So much in fact, that he wanted one just like it.

I was pretty sure his old one was not one he would still fit in.

Wow - did you catch that link?  It was our first blog post ever.

A rose by any other name…

A conversation with my mom the other day reminded me that I had written this post (according to blogger I wrote it on June 19!) and never posted it.  I postponed posting it because I meant to go back and add a bunch of beautiful Kiera photos.  I have a lot of beautiful photos of this beautiful little girl.  But I never did.  So instead, I'm just going to add one photo, and finally post it.  Because better that it get posted with just one photo, than not posted at all.




A couple of days after Kiera was born, Deenesh turned to me and asaid “Did you know that Keira Knightly spells her name with an E-I?”

No.  No I did not know that.

I had done a fair bit of research on different spellings of the name.

Kira – In the US in 2010, was ranked 308th most common for girl’s name at about 250 girls with that name per million births.

Kyra - In the US in 2010, was ranked 349th most common for girl’s name at about 220 girls with that name per million births.

Kiera * - In the US in 2010, was ranked 418th most common for girl’s name at about 190 girls with that name per million births.

It never occurred to me to check “ei”.   I guess it’s the whole “I before E except after C, and in words like “weigh”  and “neighbor”” thing.

Kiera does not sound like “weigh or neighbor.”

It turns out that Keira (with an E-I) is the most common spelling.

Keira - In the US in 2010, was ranked 166th most common for girl’s name at about 460 girls with that name per million births.

And this doesn’t even include the more traditional Gaelic spellings – Ciara and Ciera. 

Our goal with the name (similar to Asher’s) was a name that wasn’t too common, was easy to pronounce and easy to spell.

Turns out it is a more common name than we thought.

And my own father appears to have difficulty pronouncing it.  Along with the folks in the pediatricians office.

And there are several different spellings.  And we managed to choose the least common spelling.**

Oh well, I guess we can just console ourselves with the fact that it is a beautiful name for a beautiful girl.



*(My book club was the one that thought that “I –E” was the best spelling, they thought “Kira” and “Kyra” would result in people mispronouncing it “KI-RA”  Hmmmm...but maybe they actually said E-I.)
** As a bonus, in my sleep deprived haze, I’m pretty sure I wrote my own daughter’s name as “Keira” on a card recently.  Great.   Not even I can spell it right.  

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Memory that made me smile

One of the things that I love about parenthood is the sheer number of happy, funny memories that pop into my head at random times.

Today I was remembering when my son went to his friend's birthday party this summer.

They saw each other from across the yard and my son yelled "NICK-YYYYY" and they ran toward each other as if they hadn't seen each other in years- instead of just a few days prior.

As he ran my son yelled "NICKY!  I HAVE A PRESENT FOR YOU!!!" and when he got close my son put down the gift bag, ripped out the tissue paper and pulled out the gift.

Far from being upset, Nicky was thrilled to have the present and they both prepared to start playing with it.  Immediately.  Right there on the sidewalk.

Since then I've stopped using gift bags and I wrap the presents instead.  It slows him down a little.