0.59


Uncle Graham is not so experienced.

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posted by Ketan @ 8/31/2007 07:55:00 AM   0 comments

posted by Ketan @ 8/30/2007 08:20:00 AM   0 comments

1.24

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posted by Ketan @ 8/29/2007 08:26:00 AM   0 comments

I'm sorry.



Daddy, that was terrible.

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posted by Ketan @ 8/28/2007 08:36:00 AM   0 comments

1.17

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posted by Ketan @ 8/27/2007 06:53:00 PM   0 comments

And she doesn't care if she wears the same clothes two days in a row.

posted by Ketan @ 8/26/2007 12:14:00 PM   0 comments

They're going with us to the grocery store, I am told.

posted by Ketan @ 8/25/2007 09:27:00 AM   0 comments

And pretty flowers, too. I guess. But it's the rocks that she'll really like.

posted by Ketan @ 8/24/2007 08:39:00 AM   0 comments

We told Uma not to wear her shoes while sitting on the furniture. She took them off and then placed them neatly next to her. On the sofa.

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posted by Ketan @ 8/23/2007 11:12:00 AM   0 comments

I swear she likes it; she even asks for it.

posted by Ketan @ 8/22/2007 08:02:00 AM   0 comments

Gotta set out an extra chair.


All right, when's this thing getting started? I didn't get all dressed up to wait around.



Huh? Why's that in front of Grandma? Uma's birthday!



Oooohhh..... I don't know what this is, and I don't care as long as you keep it coming!

I have never, ever, ever seen Uma eat anything as fast as she ate that poppy seed torte. And another serving. And another, which is when we cut her off.

posted by Ketan @ 8/21/2007 08:01:00 AM   0 comments

Today I discovered that Uma is a big fan of the Amy Winehouse song "Rehab." We were listening to the radio in the car when the song came on. I didn't feel like listening to it, so I changed the radio station. A howl of indignation arose from the backseat and Uma started yelling, "No dis song! No dis song! Other song!" Thinking that Uma didn't like the song I had switched to, I changed to a third station. Uma shouted even louder, "Other song! Other song!" I tried a few more stations before finally realizing that Uma wanted to listen to "Rehab." Sure enough, when I switched back to the first radio station, Uma quieted down. "This is the song you want?" I said to her. She replied with an affirmative grunt.

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posted by Jessica @ 8/20/2007 10:42:00 PM   2 comments

We saw a plane flying far overhead from Uma's room. She said it was going to the airport. I corrected her; it was going away from the airport. Then I asked her where she thought it was going. Her response: "Airplane going Aaji airport." Apparently American now has direct AUS-AAJ service.

It is hard for me to convey how awesome Uma's sleeping has been. After lunch today, she said, "Uma all done. Ready for nap now." If I linger too long in her room after she lies down in her crib, she says, "Daddy go out now." It's fantastic. It makes it ok that I've had to come over several times in the last week to fix her Elmo slippers, especially since she lies right back down afterward and falls asleep, often saying, "Uma sleep now."

Uma is getting the idea that there's a word for everything. She'll do some random action or pose and then ask what it's called: "What's this Uma doing?" Sometimes we have an answer, like when she spontaneously got into the Yoga pose Cobra, or when she had her arms crossed. Sometimes even she knows the answer and is just, apparently, making conversation: "you're lying down." Other times, like when she bent over with her hands on the edge of the bath tub and was alternately raising her legs... Let's just say I have a limited vocabulary.

I scolded Uma for chasing the dogs with her stroller (holding Elmo). I explained to her that I put Elmo into timeout because she was bothering Molly. Then Uma said, "and Sadie." She's an honest girl.

Uma has an inexplicable reluctance to go in the potty. She definitely has control, though; we've been giving her lots of naked time, and she's barely had any accidents (knock wood). I don't know what's scary about it; her baby dolls manage it just fine (according to Uma).

Every time we go to the hardware store, Uma has to have paint samples. That's the rule. Another rule is that Mommy isn't allowed to give Uma her oatmeal when I'm around.

Uma is getting good at the compound sentences. One morning just after waking: "Molly come into Uma's room and say 'hi Uma.'" She's started to use first person pronouns as well, so she doesn't sound so much like Bob Dole anymore. "I knocked over the tower." Or, "I need this block," as she removes a piece from the tower and destroys Daddy's vision in another way. "Uma read this book by myself."

Upon discovering that Mommy, Daddy, and Uma all have spines, she inferred that Grandma and Great-Grandma do as well.

At least once every few days, I have to sing "Happy Birthday" to Uma, blow out some imaginary candles, and then remove said imaginary candles from an imaginary cake. Uma and Elmo have the same birthday, you know.

Food that stands unsupported is the best kind. Fig Newtons and certain kinds of toast are best in that regard. Cottage cheese is, to put it mildly, disappointing.

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posted by Ketan @ 8/19/2007 08:55:00 AM   1 comments

1.33

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posted by Ketan @ 8/18/2007 07:47:00 AM   0 comments

5.24

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posted by Ketan @ 8/17/2007 08:18:00 AM   0 comments

 
She just chooses not to.

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posted by Ketan @ 8/15/2007 08:22:00 AM   0 comments

 
Long car rides are a good time to catch up on reading.


 
Uma gets ready to hit the waves.


 
While in the pool, Uma helps with some public works. The water has to go from here to there, see?

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posted by Ketan @ 8/11/2007 08:22:00 AM   0 comments

2.24

a.k.a., Aaji and Ajoba use Uma as a pawn in their games, and set a bad example.

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posted by Ketan @ 8/10/2007 08:26:00 AM   0 comments

And we don't even put it in a plate.

posted by Ketan @ 8/09/2007 08:16:00 AM   0 comments

Always on such serious adventures.

posted by Ketan @ 8/08/2007 08:42:00 AM   0 comments

posted by Ketan @ 8/07/2007 08:43:00 AM   0 comments

But it sure makes a mess.

posted by Ketan @ 8/06/2007 08:47:00 AM   1 comments

0.32

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posted by Ketan @ 8/05/2007 08:31:00 AM   1 comments

3.45



Little girl, little chairs, little table, little bowls, little plates, little spoons, little forks. A meal for Elmo, "Uma's friend," Uma, and Elmo's Mommy.

At 1:28: Apparently, that pose is called "eye kuck." Must be some advanced yoga, because I ain't never heard of it.

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posted by Ketan @ 8/04/2007 06:03:00 AM   0 comments

1: Samples.


2: The car cart.

Optional: Buy food

posted by Ketan @ 8/03/2007 08:02:00 AM   0 comments

posted by Ketan @ 8/02/2007 08:38:00 AM   0 comments

Did I say "some?" I mean a lot. And by "we" I mean "I." You don't get any. Uma's!

posted by Ketan @ 8/01/2007 08:07:00 AM   0 comments