This week-end we hit 100 weeks and 23 months - this means only one month to go until my due date. Scary!
Carmen came down with a cold and missed school on Tuesday. She is at the tail end of it now, so it hasn't been the best week, more-so because she passed the cold on to me, and my mother! I was sick all week, and still am not in the best of shape now. I guess this is my punishment for sending her to day care! She went again this morning, and was so horribly upset when I left, it was awful. I cried all the way into town. I called them about 40 minutes later, and she was still upset. But when I picked her up this afternoon she was happily playing. She still hasn't slept there, but at least today she sat in her bed and read a book - this is progress. They said they thought she would fall asleep sitting up and then just keel over, but it didn't happen. She is very stubborn! Her speech has become very good, and she surprised us this week by counting to 12 without any encouragement from us. She has also become obsessed with pickles. She just absolutely loves them, to the point where it is the first thing she says every morning, or whenever she is fussing and we ask her what she wants, the answer is always, "Pickle". I don't think they're the healthiest snack, but I guess it could be worse!
This week-end we went to a photography exhibition at Cupitt's Winery, and we took some amazing photos. We had such beautiful ones of Carmen against this totally scenic background and crazy sunset. Lovely close-ups and beautiful landscapes. And then when I went to download them onto my computer, there was an error on the camera card and all of the photos were erased. So, we don't have great photos for this week-end, just two photos from this morning right when we were leaving for school (which is why Carmen looks distressed - she kept saying, "No school. Home." and breaking my heart.
Here is a video of Carmen counting to 12 (for all who didn't see it on Facebook):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i_2XpqquJlY
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