Violet at 21 Months
Growth & Appearance: Bye bye baby, hello little lady. Your hair is well past your shoulders. It's the perfect shade of brown and very fine. If your hair was a hair dye color it would be called something like warm pecan. It's straight mostly, but the back is sometimes wavy or flips out. I try to keep a clip in the front of it or pull it up into what your daddy calls a whale spout.
You weigh the same as you did at 18 months, 30 lbs. You're 34.5 inches tall. You wear 2T-3T clothing, but 3T seems a bit more comfortable. Size 5 diaper. Size 6-7 shoe.
You look really long when I'm carrying you. So much so, that sometimes strangers make comments that you're about as long as I am. Probably why I can't carry you for very long without needing a break these days. Fortunately, you don't want to be carried much anymore. I was about to have to start lifting weights.
Talking: You talk a lot. We can't always understand what you're saying, but you talk nevertheless. You communicate quite clearly, words or not.
You say "dank you" every time someone gives you something. You say it to the cashier when we leave the grocery store. You say it to strangers often for random reasons. They love it almost as much as I do. We haven't been real sticklers about please and thank you so it's funny that you picked up on thank you so much.
It doesn't take much to get a "wow" from you. When you're tremendously impressed you'll say, "Ooooooh wow!"
Lately you've been saying "bone-yay" all the time. We have no idea what you're talking about. You say it when eating, taking a bath, riding in the car, all the time. We've asked you many times to show us the bone-yay and you give us a look like, "Seriously? Everyone know what a bone-yay is..."
thank you - dank you
hair bow - bair bow
cheese - cheeee
kitty - kee-kee
pacifer - boo-boo
apple - bapple
peppa pig - pup-pig
apollo - poppo
Eating: Your relationship with food has gotten... complicated. Not for you, but certainly for me. I can't get you to eat much with substance these days. Occasionally you'll sit and eat a meal very well, but usually you're not interested. You go to the pantry often and ask for a "nack" all the time. You've always been a grazer, but would still eat real food. Lately it's a struggle to get you to eat real food. You'd be happy eating graham crackers and fruit snacks all the live long day.
There's no manipulating you at the table. When you say you're done, you mean it. I've simply learned to let it go. You'll either eat it or you won't.
And we need to talk about your serious (serious) obsession with cheese. It's your one true love. No matter breakfast, lunch dinner - you ask for cheese. Any meal I present you with, you request "cheeee?" to go with it. The kind of cheese doesn't matter, you'll eat it all. Slice, cube, shredded, any of it. All of it. All the cheese.
You also really like dips. Ketchup, mustard, any kind of dip. The problem is you eat dips by using your food as a mere utensil and never eat the actual food. Your daddy and I sometimes try to sneak ketchup, but you always catch on quickly and demand it for yourself. When we go to restaurants we have to hide any condiments placed on the table immediately.
You love popcorn, yogurt, applesauce, bananas, peanut butter, and raisins.
Sleeping: Despite the fact that we've been in Washington for over a month, you're still on Tennessee time. You nap from about 12:30-2:00. You go to bed at about 8:30 and get up around 7:30. I think your naps are getting shorter and shorter.
You drink warm milk before bed, usually while I'm rubbing lavender oil on your feet. You also have to have a "beebee" to go to sleep with. It started with Mister Owl, but now you'll sleep with a baby I made you full of lavender rice too. When you request your baby either will do. When you wake up in the morning you start calling for Mister Owl by saying, "Hooo-hooo?"
Development: You are brave and determined. There's not much you're afraid of. In fact, I can't think of anything you're afraid of. You're certainly not afraid of the dark. You think it's fun to shut yourself up in the pantry in complete darkness. You sit in there and giggle about it.
You can point out several shapes and can count to five. Every time you count something you end with, "go!" and expect something to happen.
You like to dress yourself, but you get frustrated and end up asking for help.
We were worried about the stairs in the new house, but you've already mastered them. You can go up and down by yourself with ease. If we're beside you, you'll ask for our hand. You like to jump off the bottom step.
You're really brave. When we go to new places you're always ahead of me exploring. You don't need my help at the playground, but you often check to make sure I'm still around. You always want me at the bottom of the slide so I can watch you come down. You're very observant of other children. Just today we were at the playground and you watched a little boy throw wood chips in girl's face. You marched up, pointed your finger, and said, "No, no!"
You understand what the potty is for and almost always tell me you need to poo poo. However, you rarely pee in the potty. Sometimes you tell me you need to pee pee just so you can play with the toilet paper. We're not officially potty training.
You still love music and dancing. You're kind of snob about it though, you won't listen to just any music. If I play a song you don't want you say, "NO!" a mere second into the song.
Other kids are naturally drawn to you. Sometimes they follow you and you'll look over your shoulder with a look that says, "That's cool. I'ma do me no matter what." And you do.
Favorites: Drawing and coloring. You ask to do it often. You like me to draw shapes on paper for you and let you color them in. You will also color in coloring books. You almost always have to have me or Daddy color with you. You're really bossy about it too. You'll hand us a crayon and point at what you want us to color with it. You're favorite crayon is the black one. If you ever offer that one to me I feel really special.
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