Can I just say, you have a memory like an elephant. The most insignificant offhand comment that we might make will often become the talking point for the next couple of weeks. Like the fact that Winnie The Pooh likes honey and your Granddad has some for you.
Now you don’t quite have the attention span to watch a whole movie. Continuous episodes of Timmy Time are all good and well but a whole movie is still a bit beyond you. Every now and then we put one on for you though and you watch for a short while but then you potter with some toys and look back at the tv only occasionally. Then we happened to let you watch Winnie The Pooh. You would still potter but you were so much more attached to this movie that you burst into tears on more than one occasion when the credits rolled around. You also took special note that Winnie The Pooh likes honey.
So one night (after you had remembered 5 hours after the fact that we said you could watch Winnie The Pooh when we got back home) we were speaking with Grandad on the phone. We prompted you to tell him all about watching the movie. You started to tell him that you saw a Winnie The Pooh movie and that Winnie The Pooh likes honey. Your Grandad then told you thathe liked honey too and that he had some very nice honey which you could have the next time you came to visit. Well that was it. For the next couple of weeks at random times we heard all about how Grandad has honey just for you. Yep. For Genevieve. Honey just for Genevieve. Grandad has it. Special honey…God help us if he doesn’t actually have honey when we see him next!
The thing that really gets me though is that Winnie The Pooh, the one who likes the honey, isn’t even your favourite character! You actually like watching it for Roo.
But all that aside, you do like chatting to us about this and that. And we have proper chats now too. Not everything is a reiteration or a confirmation of something we communicate to you. You have the ability to volunteer information without always being prompted as to vocabulary or content. You also have your own agenda sometimes. I must admit though, some of the stuff you come up with is pretty weird. You seemed very concerned for a while that I might eat your poo. You told me on more than one occasion “Don’t Eat My Poo!”. I can tell you now though sweetheart, I have never desired nor do I ever intend on eating your poo. Not even slightly. You’re safe. You are also cheeky.
In our bid to teach you manners, we like to insist on you saying please and thank you for things. It’s fairly common for most parents, and kids catch on quickly. At least to what the desired outcome happens to be. You, have taken to staring me in the eye when I ask for some manners or when I refuse to let go of something and saying (after a considered pause) “you’re waiting for please”. Yes. Yes, I am you little toad. You know full well that I am waiting for please and you think that is funny. The unfortunate part is that you are seriously cute when you try to get away with it so it is kinda funny and I have to try really hard not to smile.
What is not quite so hilarious is that you have discovered some body part names this month and latched right on. To using the names, not the actual body parts. Just to be clear. Remind me to show you Kindergarten Cop when you are older cause you remind me of that little boy who pipes up “boys have a penis and girls have a vagina”. That’s totally you. And you even know “mummy you got breasts!”. In fact, you are a regular little know-it-all. And after you affirm something with a yes or a yep (sometimes you are just affirming a statement that you have said to yourself), it like there is this silent, somewhat patronising rider of “yes, I know” after it. Like you are totally all over it. Parentals, you can be so slow on the uptake, I’ve completely got it covered, yeah?
You definitely have your little quirks. Like the fact that you won’t let us give any remaining food that was given to you to someone else. We often give you a little more for dinner than we think you might eat so you can take as much as you want. When there is left over food though, your father will often offer to finish it off and occasionally we take pity on the dog and let Reuben have it. You have taken to refusing us this option. No one is allowed to eat your leftovers! Just like you have taken to refusing to kiss your father when you get out of the shower to get changed for bed. It just developed into part of the routine but lately you say “no“, nearly run out of the bathroom, stop and say “I come back” and then you run back and give him a kiss. Cute, but weird.
You are definitely becoming my big girl though because for all of this month, you have been sleeping in a big girl bed. Or to be precise, an open toddler bed shaped like a fire truck. Your dad saw the bed online and assured me it was the coolest thing ever and you just had to have it. You were skeptical at first but took to it as soon as you saw it set up in your bedroom. You are eager to hop into bed at night and you have adjusted to no longer being zipped into GroBags. You haven’t quite got the hang of sheets yet because you always seem to wake up with no covers whatsoever but I’m sure you’ll get it eventually. Especially when it starts getting cold. But one of the best parts about your recent adjustment to a big girl bed has been that when you wake, you have been calling for us to come to you rather than coming in to find us. Good job. I’m sure that will eventually change but this transition has been good to us too which is nice.
Alles Liebe and yours sincerely,