Her growth spurt makes me happy and sad at the same time. I love that she is getting more competent in her skills, but at the same time, my little baby is fading away. "I do it myself" seems to be the new theme in our house, and sometimes the things she wants to do by herself surprise me. She is 25 months old now, and she is insisting on not only picking out her outfit for the day, but taking her old outfit off and putting the new one on. Of course this usually results in backwards shirts, but she's two, who cares? She is singing along to a wide variety of songs, and even tried her hand at rap today (oh dear). She got out her own snack and poured it in a bowl yesterday and she insists on playing outside by herself. We have a fenced in backyard, so she can do so without my having to worry about her safety... worrying about my garden or the mess that she will create is another story, but I think it healthy for kids to get into mess and explore so I don't mind much.
According to Emma, more is better. More mess, more "pretties", more hugs and more silliness. Life with her sure is an adventure, but sometimes, I wish I could push the pause button. All of her development is happening with her dad half a world away. He doesn't get to enjoy all of her mishaps and adventures like I do and it seems unfair. He comes home for 15 days of R&R in a few weeks, and he is going to be SOOOO surprised when he sees her.
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