Happy Spring, Sweet Pickle.
Today you had your last gymnastics lesson. Like most sessions, you only participated in the jumping parts (trampoline, foam pit) and refused to do the obstacle course part. Mommy and I decided to enroll you in swimming lessons now instead of another round of gymnastics.
We also drove up to the mountains later and had a final cross-country ski day. You were a great sport, as always, when you’re in the Chariot, probably because we provide you with goldfish crackers, milk, and copious snacks to keep you quiet and happy.
It is staggering how quickly you are growing into a little girl. Our conversations now involve lots of “Why,” but you are also contributing to the exchange with your own one-liners. Here’s you singing your own version of Ba Ba Black Sheep with Mommy:
Nana and PopPop visited last week. They hung out with you on Friday. You and Nana baked a chocolate cake. Then, over the weekend, we went to the Dog Show and Pacific Science Center. You delighted and exhausted them with your energy.
I’ve collected some of the conversations we have with you, some of which are 100% gibberish, others are very witty and observant. One of our favorites is the only joke you know so far. It is supposed to go
Me: “Knock Knock?”
You: “Who’s There?”
Me: “Interrupting Cow”
You: “Interrupting Cow Wh….” (then, the jokester interrupts) “MOOOOOOO!”
but you don’t really get the humor in it yet, so you just say, “Knock Knock MOOO!” without letting anyone bid with you for the joke. It’s fun.
Here’s another conversation you and I had after school eating a snack at the table with Clementine under the table:
You: “You have hair here, Dada?” (Looking at my facial hair)
Me: “I do have hair here.” (stroking my beard)
You: “You no have hair here, Dada.” (Touching the top of my head)
Me: “You’re right, I don’t have hair here.”
You: Boo have hair?
Me: “I don’t know….let’s look.” (we both look under the table, then you look back at me with wide eyes)
You: “No…Boo have lots of hair.”
Other one-liners from you lately:
“I want to go up the stairs by myself, Daddy.”
“Can I eat your crust, Daddy?”
“Wanna come play with me now, Mommy?”
“Thank you for sharing with me, Mommy.”
“I dropped my stick in the purple flowers.” (this one was a surprise…an 8-word sentence!)
Here’s a morning exchange I overheard you and Mommy have while getting ready for work and school.
Mommy: “What do you want to wear today, little girl?”
You: “Jammies!”
Mommy: “How about no?”
You: (emphatically yelling) “How about YES!?”
This about sums up your morning reluctance to dress and get ready. It is probably Mommy’s least favorable time with you. It isn’t that you dislike mornings (you often wake up singing your ABCs), you just really enjoy wearning your pajamas.
Here’s more footage of our lives in short clips…..the 1 Second Everyday video for March.
Love, Daddy