Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Twenty nine months

Hi, my sweet wonderful nearly two and a half year old girl!

Time, you will find when you get older, is something that doesn't stretch quite far enough from when you wake to when you go to sleep. But for now, you don't have to know so much about time.

Where do I begin in the changes over the last two months? You talk, talk, talk all the time talk. You have opinions, you love to wear your kitty cat shirt and orange halloween kitty cat pants. You don't like ponytails in your hair, but will sometimes tolerate it if I put one in while you're distracted. Your food tastes are changing and you even threw out the dreaded words "I don't like that" the other day. Daddy and I, we didn't like those words and they earned you a time out until you were ready to sit at the table and eat your spaghetti.

You are doing great in school, not like you're earning straight A's kind of great as it's pre-preschool and there are no grades, but you've adjusted and play well around the other kids. All the three year olds graduated and you're now the oldest in the troop!

My work schedule is changing as I'm nearly done with my old job and working at my new one, plus starting to teach mom & baby yoga classes. All this so I can have a work life I love and have enough time with you!

Work, you'll find out later after you find out about time, is something necessary, but if you believe it can happen, you can love what you do for work and money.

You can count up to fifteen, although when I ask you how many hands you have, you keep counting right up to fifteen. You know all your colors and get them right about 80% of the time. You like to do yoga, and spontaneously take downward dog or warrior two pose when you hear someone say yoga. At my yoga teacher graduation last weekend you had fun running back and forth from daddy to me during the ceremony. Then later you impressed my yoga friends by showing them your slick yoga moves.

You are two, delightfully, wonderfully, challenginly, two. You still love pancakes, you will often eat broccoli, you never turn down mac & cheese. You say please and thank you regularly to my delight. You are jumping with both feet now and Daddy wants to buy you a trampoline.

I love you, my sweet girl, and I always will.
Mommy

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