3.24.2010
3.13.2010
Earitation
I cannot imagine the pain the poor girl goes through every time she has an ear infection. She's had two more in the last two weeks. So, we have an appointment with a specialist at the end of this month. Tessa's doctor says the specialist will probably recommend tubes. More updates later...
On a lighter note, what follows is a convo we had with Tessa last night before bed:
Eric: "Tessa, do you want to snuggle with Mommy?"
Tessa: "No."
Me: "Tessa, do you want to snuggle with Daddy?"
Tessa: "No."
Eric: "Tessa, do you want to read a book?"
Tessa: "No."
Me: "Tessa, do you want to go to Disneyland?"
Tessa: "Yeah."
I'm thinking we'll refer to the park down the block as "Disneyland" from now on.
On a lighter note, what follows is a convo we had with Tessa last night before bed:
Eric: "Tessa, do you want to snuggle with Mommy?"
Tessa: "No."
Me: "Tessa, do you want to snuggle with Daddy?"
Tessa: "No."
Eric: "Tessa, do you want to read a book?"
Tessa: "No."
Me: "Tessa, do you want to go to Disneyland?"
Tessa: "Yeah."
I'm thinking we'll refer to the park down the block as "Disneyland" from now on.
Why you wanna give me the runaround?
This is how much fun you can have chasing a toddler around the house and then taking her picture when she least expects it.
Snapshots
Pool party 
I'm down with that.
ADORable
A good read
Tessa "paints" our bathroom. She plans to stain the deck this summer. 2.19.2010
My Valentines
Tessa savors her first sucker...
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and opens other Valentine goodies (many of which we didn't let her have) from her classmates.
Nothing says love like gourmet cupcakes!2.05.2010
2.04.2010
Parent-teacher conferences ... Really?
Yes, really.
I didn't expect to be attending a parent-teacher conference for another few years, but apparently, the Y likes to keep parents on their toes.
I did the good parent thing and signed up for a 15-minute slot during my lunch hour. (Unfortunately, Eric couldn't skip out on school for this.) I expected to meet with Tessa's lead teacher one-on-one in a cozy room. I was even prepared to sit on a little chair. Little did I know I'd be meeting Tessa's teacher in the gymnasium, where all the lead teachers were sitting at their respective tables, ready for eager parents to get their child's assessment. (Think high school conference setup.) And it was quite the assessment. Tessa's teacher gave me a packet highlighting different skill sets. (Uh...skill sets?) There was a check mark by the activities Tessa did well, an "A" for "Attempts", a "P" for "Practicing", and an "NI" for "Not Interested". Wowzers. Tessa's assessment was great, and her teacher had nothing but praise for her. (How could you not, though? She's 1 1/2!) She assured me that Tessa does not scold others in her room (a legitimate concern of mine - see my post "Christmas Eve"), and that she's a puzzle whiz and loves to look at books. (Things we already knew, but it's great to know how well her teachers know her.)
I have to admit, attending conferences was a fun experience. Had they provided comment cards, I would have suggested they offer cookies.
I didn't expect to be attending a parent-teacher conference for another few years, but apparently, the Y likes to keep parents on their toes.
I did the good parent thing and signed up for a 15-minute slot during my lunch hour. (Unfortunately, Eric couldn't skip out on school for this.) I expected to meet with Tessa's lead teacher one-on-one in a cozy room. I was even prepared to sit on a little chair. Little did I know I'd be meeting Tessa's teacher in the gymnasium, where all the lead teachers were sitting at their respective tables, ready for eager parents to get their child's assessment. (Think high school conference setup.) And it was quite the assessment. Tessa's teacher gave me a packet highlighting different skill sets. (Uh...skill sets?) There was a check mark by the activities Tessa did well, an "A" for "Attempts", a "P" for "Practicing", and an "NI" for "Not Interested". Wowzers. Tessa's assessment was great, and her teacher had nothing but praise for her. (How could you not, though? She's 1 1/2!) She assured me that Tessa does not scold others in her room (a legitimate concern of mine - see my post "Christmas Eve"), and that she's a puzzle whiz and loves to look at books. (Things we already knew, but it's great to know how well her teachers know her.)
I have to admit, attending conferences was a fun experience. Had they provided comment cards, I would have suggested they offer cookies.
Christmas in Spring Valley with Aunt Tam & the Fam
Tessa gives high fives all around after having only a bit of Mountain Dew salad. No worries. She recovered quickly.
Great-uncle Dave & Tessa
The Girls (minus two)
Tessa's first haystack: Welcome to the wonderful world of marshmallowy goodness
Klarissa & Tessa before saying goodbyeChristmas comes but thrice a year
We finally got to have our rescheduled rescheduled rescheduled Christmas get-together with Grandpa Bill & Grandma Beth. It wasn't "the Trygstad" Christmas because the rest of the gang wasn't there, but it was like Christmas all over again. Tessa was more excited to unwrap gifts the third (fourth?) time around; she had a good nap and knew the drill. She loves the pillow and blanket Grandma & Grandpa made for her. She gets a running start and flops down on them. Eric and I probably appreciate the outfits more than she does, but she liked mimicking us after she opened a package. Our "Cute!" was Tessa's "Dute!" We even got her to say that after we opened not-so-cute things, like paint supplies. She's young. We can expand her adjective vocab later. Thanks, Grandpa & Grandma!
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