Mark and Victoria, their children: Isak, Elina, Anja and Julia. Visitors are advised that this site may contain extreme minutia and adoration involving four blond kids, mainly for the benefit of those poor grandparents and family an ocean away. If you are not them, you may experience boredom. You have been warned.
23 April 2011
More Adventures of Julia
Julia flooded the bathroom last week. She climbed up to give a doll a bath and filled the sink by pulling the lever that stops it up - she just didn't shut off the faucet when it filled, nor when it spilled over. She came running down stairs crying to get me (thank goodness) and she was sopping wet. The whole floor was a pool by the time I came upstairs.
That isn't the only thing she does, of course. She drinks out of the dog water, climbs on the dining room table, falls from various places (like down the stairs while carrying a twin size comforter), takes out and puts in DVDs in the DVD player, puts DVDs in the Wii, gets undressed - and dressed, goes to the bathroom (without help, on the regular toilet) and uses lots of toilet paper, disassembles any of Isaks Lego sets down to their individual pieces if his door is left unlocked, has specific ideas about what to eat and wear, colors on paper (and sometimes on walls), runs down the block to the park by herself (if given half a chance), rides a bike (or at least tries), walks in clogs without breaking her ankles (!), wears dresses with joy, dances to any music, pushes and pulls Sadie (our 32 kg Labrador Retriever) around to where she wants her (Julia herself is only 12,5 kg). She throws food from the high chair every time she is done eating (so Sadie can eat it) even though she knows she is not allowed. Perhaps because she is not allowed. She grabs any and all utensils from drawers she can reach (have to be careful where we place her high chair). This week I had to cut a big chunk of her hair because she had found sticky tacky and stuck that in her hair. Sigh - she had so little to begin with...
But she can sit perfectly still and listen to a storybook she finds interesting from start to finish, even if it takes 20 minutes or more to read. And if she has hit someone (usually Anja) she turns immediately to give the most sincere hug as soon as I tell her to apologize. And she prays with her hands together and her eyes closed. And she LOVES everyone in the family with hugs and kisses on the mouth. So, what's not to love?
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