she’s racing towards three. ivan whispers to me ‘she’s like a real person‘ and i nod as we watch her do a somersault. she asks real questions like ‘are you feeling ok mama?’ and she points to all the letters and even proudly told me yesterday that ‘some people say swimsuit and some people say togs‘ and when i asked her what we say she thought about it and said ‘both!’
today you are two and a half (officially) and according to the theory that two and a half year olds are half of their adult height, we can now predict that you will be taller than both of us. you are 90 cms right now which means you will be nearly 5’11! so perfect.
today we had a conversation that went like this:
“mami, i’m going away”
where are you going?
“to the mountains”
to the mountains!? why?
haha, it is the funniest thing to hear you repeat our words back to us. Lately it has been “because!” with a cheeky smile and a little shoulder shrug. and then after i sort of laughed and smiled, you obviously weren’t done with the conversation:
“mami open the door por favor”
“because i’m going to the mountains!”
you’ve become the house translator. it’s incredible. your papi was in the other room and i was with you. you asked me what papi was doing and so i called out to ask him and he replied (in spanish) that he was getting changed. i relayed to you (in english) that he was getting ready (for work) and you quickly corrected me “no mami, he’s getting changed.” which pretty much blew my mind.
oh yeah, for some weird reason we decided to put you into a big girl bed. and it’s totally awesome. you love it and we love it cause we can lie down and cuddle you in the mornings and if you need us in the night and generally it’s just pretty cool. no big deal.
also you are now wearing undies when we go out and it’s no big deal. we never even potty trained you, you just know what to do and you do it like it ain’t no thing. which is so freaking awesome cause i was so not ready for the whole potty training thing and it’s like you just knew that you would need to take this into your own hands or you’d be in nappies at 5. the weird thing though, is that you still ask for a nappy so you can poop. when we put the nappy on, you literally just get up and walk to a corner, poop in your nappy and then come back and say ‘change me please!’ so we just have to figure out what to do about that.
you have pretty much stopped eating everything. what’s that about?
we have switched your rice milk to oat milk after reading some scary reports about arsenic. man oh man.
you love to run. you love to be chased. you love to dance. you love to sing. you love playdough. you love anything that makes a really big mess. you love your friends so much (most talked about at present are francesca, cecilia and stephanie!) and i’m sure if we bought a cat it would be the greatest moment in your life.
you have so much energy and you bring so much happiness and you drive us so crazy and we love you with more love than we ever knew possible.
all my love baby girl,
Last week we recieved some clothes in the mail from Matilda Jane Clothing and I came home from yoga to find miss M wearing ALL the items at once. She didn’t want to take them off! So the next morning we put her in one of the dresses and headed out for our usual weekend trip to the truck park and community garden. I snapped some pictures of her adventures in the Turtledove Knot Top and I’m sure you’ll see the rest of the clothes in some pictures to come. These clothes are the absolute sweetest – so much personality and such good quality (just like M).
Matilda Jane have kindly given us a $50 voucher to give away to one of you – so if you’d love some gorgeous free clothes (they have adult clothes too!) just leave a comment below (and maybe tell me what you’d buy!) and I’ll pick a winner next week!
UPDATE: random.org picked comment number 4! Congratulations Paloma! I hope Sophie enjoys her new outfit!
The way you say ‘lope’ instead of ‘soap’.
The way you squeal ‘chase me mami!’ over your shoulder as you are already half way down the hall.
The way you do something and then say ‘OK, mami’s turn!’ and then after I do it you say ‘OK, papi’s turn!’
The way you jump on our bed and say ‘cave!’ so we puff the blankets up like a parachute.
The time we were sitting at the dinner table and you asked us if you could wash your hands. I said ‘sure, papi will take you’ and you said ‘mami come too?’ and i said ‘oh sure’ and you smiled and said ‘we all go wash our hands TOGETHER!’
Well little one, here we are.
Today we were walking home from the park and I was carrying you and I was deep in thought. You turned to me and asked me in your sweet little voice “Mami? Are you here?” and it took me by surprise. I answered, “yes, of course I am!” and you smiled and said, “oh, ok!” and I have no idea what prompted you to ask it, but it felt so wise and so philosophical and so relevant to how i was feeling at that moment. I needed you to jolt me back to the present and so you did.
That’s what I love so much about these days – how much you surprise me. You ask me funny things, you make funny jokes and you somehow seem to say or ask the right things at exactly the right moments.
I snapped some pictures of you and I thought about some things that I never want to forget about how you are at 27 months old:
- how you love to push the swing with no-one on it and count ‘three, two, one, a la luna!!!!’ (to the moon)
- how you make up your own versions of ‘wheels on the bus’ and ‘hush little baby’ and they are genuinely hilarious and you know it. (Like, ‘mama on the bus says NO NO NO!’ haha, which i don’t!)
- how you are getting really excited about using the potty (much more so than we are excited about you using it) and how when you need to pee you get REALLY urgent in an exaggerated way and run around the house asking if you can pee in different things.
- how you pretend to be on the phone and say ‘hello, AMO!’ (i love you)
- how you’ve picked up ‘aqui’ and ‘alla’ instead of the english equivilent (here and there) and it is SO cute to hear you say ‘aqui Papi, aqui!’
- how you count to ten by saying ‘one, two, three, eight, five, nine, five, four, two, one, TEN!’
- how you LOVE to give kisses and cuddles to your friends
- how much you love babies. it’s so sweet. you talk about Baby Guy and Baby El (yael) and Baby Elijah all the time and when you see them your whole face is overwhelmed with happiness and you can just watch and play with them for so long.
- how you always ask us if we’re ok: ‘are you ok mami?’ ‘yes, i’m ok’ ‘oh good’. and sometimes it’s followed by a kiss or a hug.
- how brave you are with your eczema. you scratch and scratch and then you try to cover your arms and legs with your clothes so you don’t scratch and it is obvious you are in so much pain but you try to pretend you aren’t and you look up at us and say ‘i’m happy!!’ and you smile.
It feels like we went from not really being able to explain things to you, to you entirely understanding us to the point of even offering alternatives to suggestions we make. “Mika, would you like to have a bath?” “No, I wanna read books” “Oh ok, do you wanna bring me a book?” “Yeah, I wanna bring TWO books”
And then there’s the fact that as I’m typing this all out, I realise that a lot of what you say is only fully understood by me and possibly a little by people who spend a fair amount of time with you. As far as i’m concerned, we can communicate just fine. You correct me when I’m wrong and even then – people who overhear our conversations will sometimes make a comment about how funny it is that i can understand you. It’s hilarious – you’ll say ‘mama, i wanna rayree’ and i’ll be stumped…so I’ll be like uh…’a rayree?’ and you’ll go ‘NO, a RAYREE’ and so i will begin the guessing game until finally we’ll land at raisin and i’ll say ‘OH you want a RAISIN?’ and you’ll say ‘YES, a RAYREE!’ and there we have it.
i love you so much my little winter moon child.