Rosie likes to dance with a swinging torso, arms by her sides and a very serious expression.
She learned to say mama and then unlearned it and started calling me dada. She says bup (cup), blehbu blehbu (for food. She wants goldfish most of the time), goggle (this is a funny one. She says it perfectly. I was like- “That’s funny. It sounds like she’s saying goggle! But surely she means something else.” And then she picked up a pair of goggles in the tub and held them out to me. I don’t even know why we had goggles in the tub. “Gah gul,” she said. She doesn’t know mama yet, but goggle, she’s got down.) She kind of says knock knock. (Nora has been practicing her knock knock jokes).
She is pretty sure she’s a four-year-old. She climbs up and sits in chairs with the big kids, attempts to eat with a spoon (she won’t let me feed her), wears a smock and paints, colors with a pincher grip (seriously!). She just wants to be part of the team.
Nora is hilarious. I wish I was doing a better job of writing everything down because she says the funniest things.
I love her baby voice.
“Rosie do you want your bup? We’ll get it for you when we stop the car. You are sweetness. You are a youngster.”
She’ll crack herself up. “Rosie is a youngster! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha!”
Our children are both very strong-willed. It’s good, right? Girls should be strong. Nora definitely knows how to hold her ground. This was a funny one: She kept trying to tell us from the backseat that it was an accident she had green marker all over her arms.
Kevin took a closer look and started laughing. “Nora– you wrote your name. That couldn’t have been an accident.”
Nora, frowning: “It was! It was an accident.”
“You accidentally wrote ‘Nora’ on your arm?”
“It was an accident!”
She was really holding her ground too.
Nora is so artistic. She gets very focused and in the zone.
She likes to pick things up and say “I need this for my collection” and takes it upstairs to her room, where she keeps a hand painted box full of items.
In her collection box: Rocks, flowers, pine cones, leaves change, buttons, hair– yes hair. I discovered a very large clump of hair in there, and that’s when I discovered she’d decided to give herself a trim. Help me. Oh boy.
They keep me entertained for sure. Love them so much.