Category: koala update
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How can I not eat this?
I love coming home from work and unwinding with Koala for a few minutes. Or half an hour. Or hour. However it ends up any particular day. Today we played with trains. Unfortunately, Koala has a parent with a short attention span, which I suppose might be a genetic misfortune. So after the train was…
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Koala update: Twenty one months.
I’m having a hard time believing we’re three months to two-years-old. I’m having a harder time believing we’re three months to two children. It’s a really great time for Koala lately. The teeth are in, the whining has been at a minimum, we’ve learned more about identifying his moods, words, wants and needs to avoid…
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Back to gan.
We got back from Australia/Hong Kong late Monday night, kept off the radar yesterday and went back to respective offices/gans today. The report from Koala’s ganenet was – shockingly good, for a kid who doesn’t sleep much on airplanes. He is definitely taller than when he left. He went to the play kitchen and did…
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Koala update: Twenty months.
Love. I’m not sure what I can add to that to make it sound any more profound than the overwhelming feeling it attempts to describe. Your curiosity is inspiring. Your empathy is heartwarming. Your tantrums are hilarious. Your face is delicious. And it doesn’t matter where in the world we happen to be…
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Little foreigner.
It wasn’t Koala’s first in-person Christmas tree (we were in Atlanta last November) but it was the first he got to touch. And grab. And pull ornaments off from. Oddly, it was in the Hong Kong airport. That makes him a foreigner on a few levels.
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The monkey in the tree.
Is this mean? To sum it up, Koala is shit-scared of the monkey I put in the houseplant. It’s actually, until now, been a wine-bottle holder but I thought it would be funny as a house-tree presenter. On the other hand, Koala has learned to identify monkeys pretty quickly. It makes reading Curious George highly…
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Chanukah 5771 roundup.
Well, that escalated quickly. I thought Chanukah with a non-infant kid would be more fun, but I guess Chanukah with two non-infant kids will be more like it. Except for when there’s no school the whole week and I want to rip out my hair like I see my coworkers doing. But the 8 crazy…
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Today’s moment of Zen.
I said to Koala: “Are you a קוף?” And he looked at me and… coughed.
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What have I done?
I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t freaked. Though the truth is it’s only starting to dawn on me how awe-some and terrifying it is. I’m beginning to comprehend what I’ve done. It really is dawning; first the expectation of the rise, and then the initial tips of the rays. Pretty soon I think…
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Thankfulness.
It was technically Koala’s second Thanksgiving, but it was the first he could actually eat at. And eat he did. The toddler with three nationalities has plenty of room in his little belly for turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, potatoes and pie. But then, who doesn’t? And who doesn’t love drumming the 8-kilo turkey before mama…
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Koala update: Nineteen months.
Cars. Cleaning. Cartoons of Latin descent. It’s been a busy month 19 for Koala. He’s managed a girlfriend – one who gives him a kiss on the cheek every morning and kisses up to me when I come in at the end of the day; quite assertive if you ask me (true Israeli woman). He’s…
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Koala update: Eighteen months.
“The fundamental job of a toddler is to rule the universe.” (Lawrence Kutner) I think something clicked when I left town for a workweek and Koala realized I didn’t 110% revolve around his teeny-tiny universe. Well, aside from the fact that a year-and-a-half is a fine age to turn up the heat on acting out……