These Days

These days we are seeking sunshine whenever we can get it. If that means playing farm on the floor so the sun can slightly reach us, we'll take it!

These days Clementine is quite a little helper! We love 3!!! Clementine has her little set of chores (turning off the lights when we leave the house, feeding the dog, etc.) and she love love loves to help on our weekly trip to the library. She carries our library bag on her shoulder (of course, she puts on a show about how heavy it is) and puts the books one by one into the return bin. The BEST part of the Library, though, has to be the self-scan section. She gathers all our books and does the sound effects ("boop boop beep") as she scans the books and places them in the bag. I love 3. I can't say it enough!

These days Clementine has taken to calling herself "Dr. Ten-tine" and "Captain Ten-tine." She loves saluting and saying "Yes SIR!" (which really sounds like "Yeah sure,") and taking orders. She loves her farm toys, cow shoes, dinosaurs, trucks and playing karate. She's my little tomboy, except that she loves to wear dresses. I love it.



These days, Clementine is sillier than ever. Take her old sillyness and mix it in with some cabin fever: that's the girl we know. In the above video Clementine is eating waffles and speaking for them, saying "Don't eat me, don't eat me!" This all started when Cameron told her the story of when he was a little boy eating broccolli pretending to be a giant. He would pretend to take over the broccoli forest while all the tiny trees cried out "Don't eat me!!!" Now Clementine does this with just about any food: here it's waffles' turn.

These days, Clementine is quite the swimmer. She just wrapped up her third round of swimming lessons. Her report card read "Clementine is so much fun! She is always happy!"

These days, Clementine is non-stop chatterbox. She wakes up in the morning as if we've left off a conversation and she's ready to pick back up. For awhile there around Christmas and New Year's she was sleep walking and talking. She would sit on the stairs and talk to herself or come downstairs to find us, mid-conversation. (Yes, we put a chain on the front door to help her stay in the house.) The phase of night wandering seems to be mostly over, thankfully. The other morning when I went to wake her up for the day, no sooner had the door opened and she opened up her eyes sat up and said "Where'd everybody go mama? Bring presents??" Christmas is still a hot topic of conversation around here!