Saturday, May 31, 2008

Brain Matters

Lil' growing vocabulary has lead to more advanced communication.

When Mr. Eleven arrived home yesterday, earlier than usual, Lil' ran to greet him and proclaimed "I'm so happy!" He hadn't even shown her the package from Oosje, which contained a week's worth of Georgie panties (although she wore three pairs in an hour - two a once and then an additional pair after an outside accident).

She's also advanced in her manipulation. For example, the nightly bedtime routine consists of two books read by one parent, followed by brushing teeth and another book read by the other parent. Knowing that bedtime is drawing closer Lil' then generally requests "Rock The Baby" which is when she is swayed in one parents' arms while they sing "Rock A Bye Baby". Then it is time for her to tell us her happy thoughts followed by hugs and kisses.

In remaining consistant with our Big Girls' Use The Potty theme, Mama and Daddy have stopped honoring her request to rock the baby explaining for several nights now that she is a big girl. Her first request last night was for "Rock The Baby" but when she was denied she quickly changed her request to "Rock The Big Girl". Daddy was quick in explaining that this new version did not include swaying in parental arms but rather remaining upright. Mama, as all mama's can, instantly invented the Rock the Big Girl Song which has a much faster tempo. (I'm a little scared that she'll want the same song tonight and I won't remember at all what I sang). It worked perfectly as after the song was over she climbed happily into bed for the rest of the routine. When asked what her happy thought was she thought for a moment and said "Ching" which is what she calls her version of disc golf, using Daddy's mini discs and a small laundry basket.

Mama and Daddy marvel these days at how fast she's getting to be that Big Girl!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Yes, Lil is growing and as it it wonderful to experience her growth it is also a little sad at loosing her as a baby. I like the rock-a-bye-baby part of bedtime. Mama will have to teach me the jazzy new song.