Lately I feel like most of my posts have been mainly about Hugh, and I am glad I have written what I have about the newest little member of our family. But so much of my day is spent chasing, cleaning, feeding, teaching, listening to, and answering a certain little miss, that I wanted to take some time to record some memories of this darling little lady who is a daily source of so much joy and laughter to our whole family.
As I look through all the pictures of her and think of so many things I want to remember, I am realizing this may take more than one post. So we can start with… mischief!
Lately this new(ish) talent has been showing its head more and more as Clara is mastering all the climbing, opening, pushing, etc. that is required to really get into any real worthwhile messes. Such as yesterday, I was a little busy (read: distracted) and had not gotten the snack I knew she needed. But I know my little girl is resourceful, or prone to get distracted herself by some toy, and rarely has real tantrums yet, so I continued on my all important task of comparing airline prices for a trip we need to plan for my sister in laws wedding, and then I realized it had gotten a little quiet, maybe too quiet for a toddler? So I look over and notice this:
That little blue chair had to be pushed a looooong way (and up two stairs) to get to the pantry, what a smart little girl, she got her self a snack!
“Clara” I call, and she appears
Crackers! I think, that’s good, probably better than whatever I would have given her to snack on… but that guilty look? and no crunching? and where are all the crumbs?
No, that was not a nice white square pack of stoned wheat… it was the lovely soft and slimy half used pack of shortening (or is it lard?) she had found, and probably tasted, certainly moisturised her hands with… All in a days work, eh Clara?
Note to self: Remember that childproof latch on the pantry EVERY time.