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Tink had a rough go of it on Wednesday night. She was awake from just before 3 until almost 6 am. The funny thing about this girl, and my mum insists I was like this too, is that she doesn't cry when she's awake. So long as she's not in pain or discomfort, she just sings or plays. Still, she was awake for a long part of the night.

However I had plans for my Thursday so she'd just have to adapt.

We headed for Langley and school as usual. We stayed at mum's until early afternoon and then headed to the park with Jadey and Davey. Two minutes from the park she was wide wake. When I pulled up to it, she was like this. Luckily this particular park has great roadside parking so I left her in the car to snooze and Davey and Jadey went to play.







Today we decided to get outta the house and head for a walk. I'm assuming that this is because the sun's position changes during the year, but there wasn't a single direction we could have walked in that would have had sun. The whole of our section of mountain was in shade. Which translated to VERY cold. I mean, I was wearing long pants, socks, closed shoes, long sleeves AND my vest and I was still frozen. Still, we managed a loop around the block.

Here Tink is very focused on walking down this gravelly hill.

But then she noticed I was taking pictures and immediately started posing.

Since I didn't really get any cardio out of the morning's walk (both kids walked the entire walk, which makes for a slower pace), after Elisabeth woke up from her nap we went for another walk. This time we bundled up a bit more!!

At the top of our road we encountered this patch of ice. brrrrrr...

By the time we got tour park, dusk had fallen. But since we've been wanting to get out for a walk when Christmas lights would be on, this was a good thing.




So, I try to keep a tally in my head of things I want to blog about. Like how Tinker is such a little mimic. She totally copies word we say. Which I don't really count as talking until she seems to use and understand them of her own accord. But the other night I was in the kitchen after she was in bed. We had the baby monitor on and I could hear her playing with baby Tad. She would push a button on him to make him say a word. Listen, push again then repeat the word. Hmn...Baby Tad is teaching her to talk!!


One of the phrases she learned was "I love you" which she says to her daddy quite often. Not so much for me. But even worse, lately if you ask her to tell mummy you love her she says, "hmnn...no!". Oh all the stories about what a little rat I was as a baby are coming back to haunt me! I wish I hadn't laughed quite so hard when my mum used to tell me them!!

Another favorite phrase is "ooooh, YUCKY!". (only she pronounces it "gucky".) Anyway, I've been trying to teach her not to play in the toilet, not to empty garbage out (especially when she's hunting for food!) you know, general hygeine rules. So today she kept coming in the kitchen and lifting up the lid on the garbage can and wrinkling her nose...."ooooh yucky!" Seriuosly, I've got my work cut out with this one!