I know I’m much later than usual, but with the holidays and a huge Christmas present project going on I’ve not had time to sit down and empty the camera! We took the pictures but I just didn’t post… Sorry!
On December 4, Zo’s monthly odometer clocked 31. I know I say the cliche “she’s changed so much” statement every month but I’ve really noticed a big difference in our girl since we last updated you. She’s going through another growth spurt. Gone are the days of 2T… we are full 3 now. She’s over half my height! Who has two thumbs and is going to be a short mom? (**gesturing to myself with thumbs**)… this girl! She’s so much like her Dad, both in stature and mannerisms. Tall and lean. Lanky and awkward. I love it. Favorite position she sits in now has got to be the leg cross with the hands behind the head. It’s SO Ben. Especially when she lets out the loudest yawn for theatrical value.
Not only has she grown physically (hair is darker and face is leaner) but she’s grown mentally. She can memorize a movie after seeing it twice (much to my chagrin). The other night we sat in her tent to read before bedtime. I pulled out “Happy HoliDogs!”… think of a crude version of the 12 Days of Christmas where you replace maids and doves with dogs. We hadn’t read it in over a week and when we got up to seven dogs-a-leaping she took it from there… all the way down to one pup under the tree. I was in disbelief. I had to call Ben in to have her recite pretty much the entire book. I had no idea she could do that. This ability became all the more staggering when her teacher told me last Friday that Zo had been saying “My Daddy said I could have anything I want!” Hello mortified. Have we raised her to be greedy and self-centered!? Does she really believe she gets anything she wants?! Two days later we realized where that statement had come from… PeeWees Big Adventure. Oops. She loves “Kiwi” Herman as she calls him. We were operating under the assumption that she was too young to repeat or understand. Zoey – 1. Mom and Dad – 0.
- Loves to look at herself in the mirror. She mugs and twirls. Her teacher told us yesterday that she spent at least 10 minutes twirling in her pink dress in front of their classroom mirror, making faces and saying “sooooo beautiful.” They told me they think she should have her own TV show.
- Cautiously stubborn. The second she knows she’s done something naughty or stubborn, she becomes sheepish and apologizes profusely.
- She loves Christmas. I’m downplaying this by saying “loves”. She can’t wait to turn on all our Christmas lights the second we get home from school. She needs to do it herself, however. She thoroughly enjoys touching the presents under the tree.
- Favorite Food: Spicy Chips and m&ms (“dah Kwismass ones”)
- Favorite Toy: Still Toothless and Baby Toothless, which has now been nicknamed “BT”. Also loves puzzles and whips through them like nobody’s business.
- Favorite Activities: Making blanket forts with Daddy, putting “chat stick” on her lips, feeding Spliff treats (“Here baby, have some buddy biskits” as she throws five treats into a pile on the floor), turning the Christmas lights on and off, and riding on Ben’s back (“I’ma ride you, Daddy Horsie!”). And who can forget the endless sheets of stickers that are mindlessly slapped onto giant sheets of easel paper?
- Favorite Color(s): I’d have to say a tie between blue and purple now.
- She can recognize her name written out so she knows each and every present that belongs to “Zo-ee-why” under the tree.
- She’s become opinionated about what she wears. Mostly regarding pants. She now hates jeans because “They’re just not kumpy!” (kumpy = comfy).
I just did preview view and realized I just wrote a book so I’ll stop there. Here are the pictures of our very grown up girl in her jaw-dropping hand made Norwegian sweater from her Auntie Nan…