Thirty Two Months

At least that's how old I think you are. Counting your age in months now is a bit tedious.....

You started pre-school this week. I can't believe it. You are so grown up. You left Miss Linnea in Tod 2 quite devastated - she loves you so much. We'll probably ask her to babysit you both one of these days, assuming your daddy and I actually go out and do something. haha. Your new teacher is Katie and you seem to like her quite a bit. From what I can tell, she is very patient and kind.

Already this week you've taken a walk with your class to the park, you've learned two new songs and you've taken your first Spanish class. SPANISH. AT AGE 2. Crazy. I am insanely jealous of you. I never took a day of Spanish. German. That was my foreign language choice. Go figure.

Your baby sister is growing increasingly more aware of, and in love with, you each day. Watching your relationship blossom is so spectacular. You are so lucky to have a little sister. I hope you cherish it always as you do now. After your bath tonight you wanted to go visit Berit in her crib since she was already asleep (usually you get done with bath soon enough to kiss her goodnight as she is eating in the rocking chair). So I scooped you up and we went in her room. I reminded you to be quiet and told you to say "Good night Berit". And you know what you said? "Good night Sweetie Pie." Sweetie Pie. How precious are you?

iloveyoumadly.
mama

Soooooooo Tiny

You're filled with funny phrases and sayings - you come up with them all the time. One of my latest favorites is "sooooo tiny" when talking about anything smaller than you. Sometimes you say it with a long drawn-out "soooooooo" and other times you say it like it is one word: "sotiny". No matter how you say it, it's adorable. Here are a few examples:

1) While in the car on the way to school, you were feeding your baby doll (Baby Shel to be exact) spoonfuls of something out of your baby bowl. I asked you what it was and you said "sotiny pasta".

2) Sitting next to Berit on the floor last night, you grabbed her feet and said "Berit's feet are sooooooooooo tiny".

You are so freaking adorable.

iloveyoumadly.
mama

A few notes from the past few days....

1)
Friday night after school Ellary, Todd and Judy came over for pizza. Apparently Ellary is punting on the whole potty training thing right now and it is really frustrating to her parents. You tell me you need to poop, so Judy tells Ellary to go with us so she can see how "big girls go potty." You sit down on the potty, and Ellary sits down in front of you on the little stool. You squeeze my hand, your nose gets red and your eyes get all watery - your M.O. when you poop. You look at Ellary and in a very strained voice, ask "Do your poopies hurt?" And Ellary wrinkles up her nose, thinks about it and says, "Yeah." I almost fell in the tub laughing.

2)
Your cousin Bryn is here with Kyle, Chelsea and baby Wyatt. Since we don't have a formal guest room at the moment, we thought the two of you could sleep together in your big bed. You both thought this was a grand idea. That is, of course, until Bryn decided to repeatedly hit you over the head with Monster to get you to play when you turned your back on her to sleep. We watched this all take place through the monitor. It was quite humorous. Their visit has reaffirmed my belief that you are one of the best-behaved and loving little girls I know. Thank you for being so wonderful.

iloveyoumadly.
mama

Oh the things you say....

First of all, I would like to give credit to your daddy for something: he broke 4 ribs two weeks ago, and yet somehow he still manages to give you a bath and put you to bed without complaining while I get B-Bear down. Amazing.

OK - on with the story.

So after I got Berit all tucked into her sleep sack and in her crib, I was getting ready to take a shower. I had the monitor turned on to watch your sister, but decided to check on you guys to see how you were doing. So I switched the channel and was immediately transfixed by the adorable conversation you and daddy were having. You were recalling the events of the day - with amazing detail. You talked about running through the fountain on Pearl Street, and about the cute green balloon kitty the man on the street made you, and about the party you went to next door at the Johnsons. WOW - BIG DAY KIDDO! (Did I mention you decided not to take a nap today?) Anyway - during this elaborate recalling of the day daddy was tucking your stuffed animals in around you. Between sentences you directed where each one of them was to sleep and he was obliging you most willingly. And then he pulled your hair - by accident, of course. You squeeled and giggled - apparently it didn't hurt too bad. And then you said - and this is the best part - "Pay Attention Daddy!"

Once again, reminding me that you actually do listen to what we say!!

iloveyoumadly.
mama

Aunt Ba's Dream

So your Ba had this CRAZY dream about you the other night. I won't be able to do it justice here - just know that when she told me, I was crying from laughing so hard.

Here it goes:

You, Ba and Mommy all went out for dinner. We went to some sort of pub restaurant with booths. It was apparently located in the center of a wild animal sanctuary (logical, don't you think?) In walks a giraffe. Yes - a giraffe. No one batted an eye as it sat down in the booth behind us, apparently waiting to be served.

You thought it needed a little love, so you scooted down out of our booth onto the floor and started rubbing its hooves. This relaxed the giraffe so much it fell asleep. Nice Job! Anyway - the giraffe's long neck flopped sideways over the side of booth and hit a woman on the top of the head. She took none-too-kindly to this and created quite a scene, screaming and waving her arms. This really made the giraffe mad and he started terrorizing the restaurant. So Ba grabbed you and started running - I guess I was nowhere to be found (nice mommy!). She had to run through swimming pools and gardens just to find safety. But she was worried she couldn't find me. All of sudden she heard your daddy's voice screaming "Rebecca Louise! Rebecca Louise!"

And she woke up.

I am sure Freud would have a few choice words for your aunt, but here is my analysis:

1) You love giraffes. You do. Whenever we ask what kind of animal you would like to be, you say "Giraffe" and then stretch your neck out and rub it. It's hysterical.

2) You are so sweet and loving. The fact that you rubbed the giraffe's feet is no surprise - you are always rubbing our backs or your sister's head.

3) She is incredibly protective of you. It is no surprise to me at all that in this dream I abandoned the both of you and she was left defending her little Hads. I don't think she could love her own children any more than she loves you and Berit.


You are one lucky little lady.

iloveyoumadly.
mama

At least we know it's sinking in!

Your daddy and I try to teach you good manners when the opportunity arises. For example, we ask you to speak in full sentences, say "please" and "thank you", etc. And your teachers do a great job working with you on this, too. It turns out consistency is paramount in raising a happy child.

So the other day you and I were sitting on the couch sharing Oreos - your favorite cookie (you actually call it the "black cookie".) I took a bite and you asked me a question, so I started to answer. You cut me off by holding up your hand and said, "Chew your food mommy please."

Oops.

iloveyoumadly.
mama

Hadley v2.5

You're two and a half!!! I can't believe it. We just spent 10 days in Minnesota for our annual visit. We spent 4 days in Minneapolis at Grandma and Andpa's - and we got Berit baptized while we were there so you got to see all the Ronalds and Larsons that live there. It was fun. During the ceremony you reached over and grabbed your sister's hand and held it....you could hear everyone in the crowd sigh. You are so precious. And then we drove up to Cromwell to see Nana and Papa. And there were still some Kearneys there for Summer Camp, so you got even more family time!

The most valuable visits you made, however, were with your great grandparents. You got to spend some very special time with your Grampy and your Nonny. And they just ate you up. Neither one of them could believe how much you talk!! And talk, and talk and talk.....your vocab EXPLODED this visit. It always amazes me how your language takes off when we leave home. Not only did you start using new words, but the way you put them in a sentence now is just wonderful. You are so bright.

You have also figured out how to "lie." Or maybe just exaggerate the truth? You have started saying things like "mommy told me to..." or "daddy asked me to...". Usually it is something like you saying to daddy "mommy told me to have a popsicle." Except you haven't mastered the art of waiting until the other person is out of the room! It's pretty funny.

You have decided that we are no longer allowed to brush your hair in the morning. This causes me great grief. You have exceptional hair. Hair other women comment on ALL THE TIME. And yet, I almost always have to throw it in a bun (if you let me get near you with a hair tie) or die a small death when I have to let you go to school with a rat's nest hanging down. I really really really hope this is a short phase. I can't bear the thought of cutting your hair!

Your overall appearance has really changed in the last 6 months, too. You lost a lot of the baby chub, and your face is very defined now. I know I always say this, but you are exceptionally beautiful. It kind of freaks me out sometimes. Your poor father....

I love you baby. I can't even believe I have a 2 1/2 year old! You continue to amaze me everyday. And only drive me crazy a little.... :-)

iloveyoumadly.
mama