The joy of a child is to dance freely.
A tumblr for Kristina and her photo-progress in life.
The joy of a child is to dance freely.
Me and Kristina are going away for a week. Could I trust him to leave the kitchen clean or shall I worry about some fungus growing in the pot??
Video shot of her.
They were having snack. They say she likes cakes. I can’t blame her. She doesn’t eat cake at home unless I feel like baking one.
calls herself “Kee-ka” instead of “Kryska”
will say “I am here!” when you ask “Where is Kryska?” while deliberately ignoring her.
will give kisses to me but not to her father.
will sit in a corner when I am angry. She would look at me to see if I forgive her. When I do forgive her, she would come running into my arms and hugs me.
likes to lie down and drink her milk, while maintaining my hand on her.
would play quietly when I take a short nap. Will tell her father I am sleeping so please don’t disturb mama.
would yell at her father to wake up if he is napping. He finds that pretty unfair.
is polite but hopeless in saying “Hello”. She would say “Bye” when we leave anywhere.
is picky with her food. Now, she is ignoring all form of rice and noodles but loves bread.
Sometimes, a war would happened between Kristina and Adam. Every day, unless someone forgot and some small person fail to remind us, she gets her teeth brushed.
She lets me brush her teeth with no complain because I am perhaps, stern that she rather finish it than fight with me.
With Adam, she would try to turn away from him and won’t open her mouth at all. I think it is his technique that scares her. If she doesn’t obey, he press her nose till she had no choice but to open her mouth.
Yesterday, he asked her in Polish, “Do you want to have teeth like me?”
She gave him a scared look and open her mouth immediately.
He was not amused. I was.