Every time Cally's grandparents come to visit, they bring some new piece of clothing. During their visit last weekend, Nana brought a gorgeous "casual sweater" that she knit for Cally. This is not the first sweater that Nana has knit for Cally, it's the THIRD! This is from a woman that hadn't knit in over 40 years! In fact, John, her own son, didn't know she even knew how to knit. Apparently she does, because she also knit me a sweater vest, too:
Cally loves her grandparents almost as much as they love her. It really is amazing to see the relationships she is starting to form with others. Within minutes of Nana and Grandpa's arrival, Cally was as warm and cuddly with them as she is with us. In fact, to our surprise, when Cally started squacking on Sunday morning, Art and Peg went in and got Cally out of her crib and took her into bed with them for over an hour! Not only did this give John and I an amazing "lie in" until 7:30am, but they were all three beaming from ear to ear after spending that quality time together. It means so much to us that Cally forms relationships with everyone around her, especially her relatives.
A few weeks ago, Cally and I went away for a weekend only to return and have John leave to teach a Winter Skills course in the White Mountains for five days. After almost a week apart, John was so anxious for some time with his rapidly changing little girl. To his disappointment, she was not as snuggly towards him as usual and somewhat "Mommy focused" upon his return. Instead of getting bummed out about it he just made a point to spend more quality time with her in the coming weeks. He even kept her home from Meike, her daycare provider, on Martin Luther King Day so they could hang out. That has clearly done the trick. It'spretty clear that Cally means the world to John, but its becoming more and more obvious that he means the world to her.
Thursdays are John's and Cally Day. Today, John had a big "to do" list and needed to hit the box stores in Williston. For whatever reason, he made one pit stop to a kid's used clothing shop and couldn't resist picking up these new boots for Cally:
Yep, they are black pleather with a stripe of faux leapord print:
They are ridiculously cute and actually pretty functional for Vermont (they don't make toddler boots small enough for this peanut's feet, so these fit a lot better than her clunky snow boots). At first I thought John was more proud of them than Cally, but when I went to take them off tonight, Cally had a fit. I guess she's already fallen in love with them-- forming relationships with inanimate objects too!
