I’m so happy the weekend is here. Let’s jump into Five Fact Friday!
1. Big and little. I mention this a lot, so forgive me for saying it again, but I’m constantly amazed by how big and little both kids (Milo, especially) can look at the same time. It’s so funny to look at such a tiny boy while he’s telling me a long, drawn out story with voice inflections and facial expressions. At the same time, it’s hilarious to watch him try to wrangle himself into the small hiding places he used to find. He’s so big! He’s so little! He turns 3 next month, and I kind of can’t believe it.
2. Princess Hair. One day last week, completely out of the blue, Sophie asked me to take her hair out of a bun so she could wear it down. This is from a girl who CANNOT stand to have hair touching her face or neck, so she’s literally worn it up for the better part of two years.
The front looked darling. The back (having been in a bun the previous day) looked less like shiny ringlets and more like a giant tangle. But, oh my, did it ever look lovely to see her sweet face framed by her beautiful hair. She told everyone who would listen to her about her princess hair. And then, the next morning, she asked for a “biggest, strongest bun.” I don’t know what made her want to wear it down that day, but I hope she asks again soon.
3. All Hail Lord of The Man Cold. Milo is finally (FINALLY!) over his cold. It lasted nearly three weeks, and we’re so glad to have him feeling more like himself. He’s not what you’d call an independent sick patient. He embodies The Man Cold perfectly. One of his favorite “games” to play when he was sick this time was “hey, Mom, come watch me play blankets.” It’s, like, super fun. Here are the rules:
- 1) Watch him roll around in the blankets for 45 minutes. Don’t look away or get distracted, or the game must start over.
- 2) Do not touch anything or the game must start over.
- 3) This includes back support. Don’t lean against anything or the game must start over.
- 4) Occasionally make cooing remarks like “oh, what a cute Milo baby,” but don’t get chatty or the game must start over.
I risked everything just taking these pictures. You’re welcome.
4. A tiny feminist. Sophie has been bringing up some tough subjects lately in the realm of preschool feminism. She constantly asks me why there aren’t more girls in books and shows. Even in animal books. Anything that’s universally marketed (to boys and girls) seems to have more male characters than female, and the girls are usually boxed into one of a few set “roles.” I have no answers for her. It’s something that’s bugged me on an adult level my entire adulthood.
I believe there are great inherent strengths in each gender, but the older I get and as I raise a daughter, the more frustrated I get by the “roles” we put little girls into even from this tiny age. Sophie is naturally such a wonderful mix of girly-girl and tough-girl. She loves to build and can figure out how a lot of things work simply by looking at them. She runs and climbs as much as she skips and dances. She’s tougher than a lot of kids when she falls or gets hurt, and she’s not afraid of much. She loves rough and tumble play and does it while wearing something sparkly or frilly.
I don’t quite know how to explain to her why things (even things like blocks, or preschool cartoon characters) are marketed the way the are. But I do hope to encourage her to keep growing up as strong, capable as she’s proving herself to be.
Lastly, here is the picture we got of the kids with Santa this year. This was the first time we’ve succesfully convinced the kids to visit Santa. Sophie wasn’t in a very good place last Christmas with her health and behavior, and this year she’s doing so much better.
Many states and cities have what’s called “Sensory Santa” (sometimes called Calm Santa or Sensitive Santa) that’s a Santa geared toward kids with developmental disabilities. There isn’t loud music, people are calm and gentle, and even things like the lights and clothing is usually more conservative to prevent overwhelming kids with sensory issues. It’s absolutely brilliant. Our community has several sensory Santa events throughout the season, but Sophie surprised us all by being super excited to see him this year at Michael’s work party (not a sensory Santa event).
The line was short, and when it was her turn, she marched right up, sidled up next to him and sweetly announced she wanted “a tweed bicycle” (a script from our favorite Christmas book). She smiled for the picture (which is unheard of), and then hopped off the bench like she does this every day of her life. My jaw was on the ground.
You made notice Milo is nowhere to be seen. This is also representative of his Santa feelings this year. Instead, you may note the slightest hints in the air of a 2 year old boy dragging himself across the floor stage left with a gentle waft of toddler-ly whining drifting through the foreground.
We’ll try again next year.