Maggie likes the snow. She calls it "sa-no" with this lovely little sing-song intonation. On our hike yesterday she was grabbing handfuls of it off of tree branches and shoving it by the fistful into her mouth. And when we would walk through a more open area, where trees weren't at her arms' length, she'd start saying "Maggie wants some more." Today we went outside while flakes were falling and she caught some on her tongue, which was a very exciting activity. And she plucked the snow that had gotten caught on my eyelashes, which she considered mysterious. I don't think she quite understands that falling snow is different than falling rain, but I'm much more excited about snow "puddle" jumping than rain puddle jumping.
Other than that she's just been playing and drawing and drawing and drawing. She seems most interested in coloring over letters and words and pretending to write. She has started to grind her teeth again (like she did when she first had more than one tooth), which drives me a little bit crazy. And the sticking her whole hand in her mouth to see what it feels like to gag herself; that also drives me crazy and she thinks it's hilarious. But she has started to sing more songs than just Twinkle Twinkle/ABC. She'll now do Frere Jacque and Yankee Doodle. I'll see if I can get her to sing Yankee Doodle on video for next week; her pronunciation is pretty funny.
Wish us luck. Maggie and I are trying our first solo trip to Albuquerque on Thursday. It's the family jewelry store's 60th anniversary, so we're going to party with all the relatives (some have yet to meet Maggie!) and leave Bill here to work and fend for himself. Thank goodness she still likes cartoons in the car.
