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Slow Living in the City
a mama's musings, documentation and inspiration for slow living and slow parenting
in the city of San Francisco
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faces of an almost 5 year old!
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“it doesn’t make parents “sleep props”. It doesn’t make breastfeeding a “bad sleep association”. It doesn’t make responsiveness a “sleep crutch”. And it doesn’t mean our children have “sleep problems”. 🙌🏼
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“When children cry the hurt has already happened. Crying is not the hurt but the process of being unhurt.”
Beautiful article.
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Biggest puddle ever! (Love how the sirens remind us we are still in the city. 😊)
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little munchkin at my studio ❤️
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Addyisms- Jan.2018-Jan.2019
-Mama: What do you want for your 4th birthday?
Addy: I was imagining a green bird.
-Addy: (fell on a bag) Oh no! It got creempled!
-Addy: (naming a spider we made) His name is Tippy Crawler since he crawls! (great name!)
-Addy: (Made a big rocketship out of a box) I'm so glad we made this because I like how we made it ...I don't usually go to outer space often.
-Addy: (playing soccer) I love goals!
-Addy: (watching a Daniel Tiger show about going to school/getting a babysitter with friend Efti) It's a hard show but a good one. Is it a hard show for you too, Efti?
-Addy: (pretending with a friend) We can't talk. We are dead people so we can't talk... It's a good day. It's also a silly day... Num num. I'm eating you guys. Because my oatmeal is not so good.
-Addy: (Facetiming with Grandma Diane) Pretend you like dead worm spaghetti.
Grandma Diane: Ok! I'm eating them. One at a time.
Addy: It's so gross, it makes me jump!
-(After another kid made some comments about dolls being pretty or not, we talked about how everyone is lovely and everyone has a lovely face)
Addy: When I look in the mirror, I like my face. (Yes!)
-(I mentioned "my husband")
Addy: Who's your husband?
Mama: Papa!
Addy: (smiley/jokey) I also to like to play with your husband too!
-Mama: I like you.
Addy: I like you too.
Mama: Thanks.
Addy: But I love you *much* more than I like you.
-Addy: We have to lift our faces to play catch.
Mama: Huh?
Addy: Lift our heads out of our necks so they don't get hurt.
Friend: I don't want to do that.
-Mama: (Helping her get dressed and making up silly words) Booke and spooke.
Addy: But can you have a smooke? (dead pan) You really want one.
-Mama: Scoogledy scoogledy pop.
Addy: (in a joke whiny voice) But I want my scoogledy instead of pop.
-Friend: (pointing to a pic of mama on the fridge) This is you!
Addy: (pointing to herself) This is *me*! This is me over here in real life!
-Addy: I'm tired. *You* guys need to put me to bed!
-Addy: These will be the instruments of our crying song.
Papa: Tears?
Addy: Yes tears and the (crying) sounds.
-Addy: What if Mr. Rogers came to visit our neighborhood? What if we are a show and someone else can watch us?
-Addy: (being a cat) Meowffda. (a kitty saying Uff da - a Norwegian expression)
-Mama: I love you.
Addy: I love your toots!
-Addy: (out of nowhere at the dinner table) I didn't know I was going to be like this.
-Addy: (looking in her jewelry box) I want to wear something when Grandma comes, to celebrate.
-Addy: (correcting Papa on the name of her pretend train) It's actually Train Treedle Bushes.
-Addy: Eat this green bean. It's filled up with Addy spit.
Mama: Mmm sounds tempting!
Addy: What?
Mama: Oh I was being sarcastic.
Addy: Ah HA! . . . That laugh was sarcastic.
(neither of us are very sarcastic so this was especially entertaining)
-Addy: (Addy and second cousin Lucy trying to problem solve what book to read first) We can read two pages of her book, two pages of my book-- every other!
Lucy: (angrily) I don't want to do a pattern!!
-Mama: Papa, can you get Addy water?
Addy: You mean Santa.
Mama: How about you call him Santa and I'll call him Papa or Dan.
Addy: You can call him Papa Claus.
M: lol ... Is that the compromise?
(And yes it was. She insisted I stick to that for the whole Christmas season!)
-Addy: (sneezed, and then when no one said "bless you," she said in an Eeyore voice) Blessings on myself.
-Addy: (Jumped in my lap to snuggle) I have love into you.
-Mama: Can you wash your hands when you get a chance?
Addy: (sings) I'm getting a chance now!
-Addy: (anticipating what we will say) Hyper kiddo.
-Addy: When is it "take-your-kitty-to-work day?"
-Addy: I'm going to say something that will make you laugh into the night!
Mama: LOL
-Addy: (looking at an old picture of Dan and me) I love those two.
-Mama: ____ is going to have a baby, and it's a girl!
Addy: They won't decide until they're older though. (which gender they will be)
Mama: Good point.
-Addy: (talking about ancestry) I'm a little bit Sweden. And mostly San Francisco. Efti is a little bit California and mostly Sweden.
-Mama: (singing) It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas!
Addy: (singing) Everywhere you POOP!
-Addy: (asked her what she did with her friends) We played hedgehogs.
Mama: Oh cool. How do you play hedgehogs?
Addy: We just climb on things. We're hedgehogs!
-Addy: (sledding on snow hill) Let's ride the day away!
-Addy: I'm going to dream about a brown eye and a blue eye talking together on an eye phone.
-Addy: (with her eyes still closed Christmas morning, whispering) I don't know if you remember what day it is.
Mama: lol I do! It's Christmas!
-Addy: (When she says something she wants to take back) I'm going to erase that part.
-Addy: What is "promise?"
Mama: When you tell someone you definitely are doing to do something. Like-- I promise I'm going to make you a yummy dinner tonight.
Addy: (eyes twinkling) I promise I'm going to put gag spit in it.
-Addy: I gotta move my body! But you won't move your body.
Mama: Well I will a little bit but kids need to move more than grown ups.
Addy: You lay more.
-Addy: Oh shits. You just gave me crackers and we just brushed my teeth!
-Addy: (Watched first video of any Olympic skater) Whoa! Did you see that? That's amazing. I want that to be *my* job.
-My waffle was sticking to the waffle maker, and I groaned in disappointment. Addy came and rubbed my back and said sympathetically, "Sorry."
A few minutes later, I made a better one, and she said, "I'm so happy for you!"
(lol glad I've got so much support for my waffle-related tragedies, sweet kiddo)
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bike seat present Addy asked for! 😍😍
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detox Christmas cookies date at Beloved Cafe. So so good!
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“Snow!!”
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playgroup creations and adventures ❤️
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