Miss Phoebe Lou.
My little sidekick, firecracker, smarty pants, sweetie pie baby girl.
Time continues to play its tricks on me. Going so fast some days and incredibly slow on others, and then all of a sudden we’re celebrating another milestone, birthday, holiday…
So here’s a snapshot of Phoebe as a 2 and a half year old.
My sweet little baby has transformed into a toddler with a mind, attitude, and opinions of her own.
Currently, the only foods she will eat are chicken nuggets, french fries, pizza, toast, apples, ham, cheese, and cookies. I worry all the time about if she is getting all the nutrients she needs to grow, but she is a solid 33 pounds and she is too smart for her own good.
For a two year old, her speech is amazingly good. She can rattle off 6-7 word sentences with no problem, makes observations, understands feelings, expresses all of her emotions with clear, accurate, and descriptive words. She is very polite too. When she wants something, she will say, “Mommy can I like to have…..” and always says please and thank you. I am in awe of how smart she is.
Her favorite books are How Do Dinosaurs Count To Ten (she has memorized and can identify all the different species of dinosaurs), Hop On Pop, My First Halloween, Oh Baby Go Baby, Peppa Pig ABC’s, Who Says Quack, and David Smells. She used to read a lot more when she was 1.5, but now she is so into playing with her doll houses and figurines (and her tablet), that reading has taken the backseat. I’m sure once we move into our new house and have her books displayed on shelves like we used to, she will be more interested in reading and looking at all of her books. I don’t think she realizes how many books she has!
As a sister, she is so caring, concerned, and excited about showing Eloise her toys, giving her lots of hugs, and greeting her after she wakes up from every nap by jumping up and down on the bed and shouting “Wakey, wakey, baby sister! Wakey, wakey!”. Eloise is able to grab toys, much to Phoebe’s dismay, but we always reassure her that sharing is the right thing to do and that Eloise will return her toy promptly. Sometimes Phoebe listens, and sometimes she will yank the toy out of Eloise’s hands. Phoebe had a small adjustment period a few weeks after we brought Eloise home and she realized this was forever. The smallest things would spark a temper tantrum that were almost impossible to rebound from, and we had a rough couple weeks. Luckily, she was more angry at me and not at Eloise. She once asked me, “Mommy, can I try drinking from the boobie? Pleeeease?”. I forget how observant kids are, and how much they understand. Phoebe knew from the beginning that things were different, but overall she handled it like a champ.
All sorts of quirks are starting to come out as well. Her latest things are that she will scream at me if I try to wash her pacifier (which she is just as attached to now as she was as a newborn), “Nooo Mooooommmmyyy! No wash paci!!!!”. It’s hilarious. She has favorite TV shows and will dance to the theme songs, and it is so cute! Her favorite shows are Peppa Pig, Ben and Holly’s Little Kingdom, Daniel Tiger, Wonder Pets, Sesame Street, and Dancing With The Stars. Play Doh is one of her favorite activities, and she is very particular about rolling it out into snakes, making pancakes to smush her little figurines into, and making “surprise” Play Doh balls with her toys stuffed inside. Being outside, helping with gardening, and swinging are her summer time favs. Any chance she gets to sit on the counter and bake with me makes for a great day in her book! She mostly likes to bake with me because I let her try the batter. Bad mommy, I know.
I’m always saying to people that she’s in the thick of the terrible two phase. Some days are particularly worse than others, but for the most part she is a calm, happy, funny, and enjoyable two year old to be around. All she wants is to be with me 24/7, and I know these days are numbered so I try to enjoy it as much as I can!
Tomorrow starts her first day of “pre” pre-school. It’s more like a play group once a week for 45 minutes! She is so excited about it, and asked if she can bring her “pack-pack” and ride the school bus. Slow down there, lady! I think one of the best words to describe motherhood is bittersweet, because it is so bitter to watch your baby grow up and not need you as much, and it is so sweet to see all the amazing things they learn and do. I’m more on the sweet side of things now. I love every minute of her baby-ness, and love seeing her grow just as much too.
Here’s to another half year that will fly by before my eyes, and before I know it I’ll be posting about her 3rd birthday!
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