The Weekly Peanut, Issue 72
Yes, my child is vocal.
I thought an interesting way to gauge how much my daughter turns on a dime would be to start a new feature on TWP: D's hits and misses of the week, what she's digging and what she's not.
1- P is for Princess Disney Alphabet book
I gave D this book to help work on letters. It's giant, heavy, hardcover, and D LOVES it. She likes to tell us who all the princesses are and lift the flaps for all the words. She seems to know the letter R quite well.
2- An American Tale
Although D is always reluctant to start ANY new movie, once it got going D was as swept away in the music as I was as a little girl. She got up and twinkle-toed along with "Somewhere Out There" and I think my heart exploded.
3- Dancing every time music is on TV
My little boogie princess. Almost every time music comes on, even if it's a fleeting part of the soundtrack, D has been jumping up to dance. She tried to do ballet along with Agnes while watching Despicable Me, she tush wiggled along with Boogie Fever, even if it's only on screen for 10 seconds. Then she gets confused when the music goes away.
4- Peekaboo/ Hide and Seek
The art easel you can see in the background of the above video? The one I got for $7 at a garage sale (BAM!)? D discovered it this week. Much mirth ensued. This little peekaboo schtick? She did it 5 times in a row while we tried to watch Treasure Planet. Like so: D: Again? Ready? Me: Sure, peanut. D: OKAAAY! [hides under the easel, giggling like a loon] Me: Where did Peanut go? D: [runs out] PEEEBOOOOOOOOOOOO! [more maniacal laughter]
Though there can be no doubt that D's favorite movie is Frozen, I think it might be safe to say that D's favorite leading lady is Mulan. Not only has she been requesting to watch her movie(s) almost as much as Frozen/ Nemo, but she was the first Princess to get pointed out and squealed at while reading the P is for Princess book. Mulan's the only princess that D has requested to wear her costume more than once. D calls her "OOOOLAH" but we're working on that, it's closer to "Moolah" now.
1- Mommy having the audacity and foresight to suggest D not take the giant, heavy, tearable P is for Princess book into bed with her.
You might have noticed that D has been keen on reading herself to sleep... well a few nights back she stayed up until almost 9 pm in her bed dragging one book after another into the crib. No, not so great. So we've started mandating only one book in the crib while she's trying to fall asleep. Overall it's been going reasonably well, and she usually gets to sleep in a reasonable amount of time. Monday night the P is for Princess book was introduced, much to D's delight. She poured over it, not even needing our involvement for the enjoyment of the book. Once she had her cap of 2 bedtime books, I gently tried to take the book away from her so she could get curled up to sleep with a smaller, less destructible Sandra Boynton board book. OH NO. No ma'am. Skipped right over the whining into screaming rage. So I put the book as far out of her reach, plopped her into the crib, whispering "Good night" over her could-break-glass screams, and left her to it. I'm sure there are plenty of parents out there who will look down on me for the "cry-it-out" method, but I refuse to indulge my child when she's throwing a tantrum beyond explaining to her why she isn't getting her way (which I did, letting her know it was so the book didn't get "broken" because mommy wouldn't be able to "fix it" in that case, and promised her she could have the book back the next morning).
She simmered down within a couple minutes. Tuesday morning she was all smiles as I pulled her out of the crib for morning "huggykissy." The moment her feet hit the floor she charged over, scooped up P is for Princess, and settled on to her changing pad to be dressed.
I can tell you, as a parent, this ability of a toddler to have a longer memory for things? It's a mixed blessing.
2- Trying to leave Rainbow Snow Cones.
D loved her first snow cone in more than a year. After one or two "Coooooold"s, complete with fake shivers, she was in it to finish it. She also had several samples of mine. The problem? Eventually there was no more snow cone. Cue meltdown as we literally drag her awkwardly out of the shop to the car. Kicking and screaming. Yup.
3- Going to the movies.
I had such high hopes. Really I did. She did so well when I took her to see Frozen at the dollar theater. Ian and I were stocked up on snacks, it was only 10:30 in the morning, plenty of time before the temperamental nap period. Things started out well enough, for the first 30 minutes or so she snuggled on my lap, had some snacks. After that? Things just started falling apart. She refused to do anything other than shout and squeal, so we'd take turns walking her out of the theater to calm her down, then it would happen all over. For the last 20 minutes of the film I was outside the theater with her, trying to enforce a "Time Out" which she found HILARIOUS. *sigh* Maybe in another 6 months.
4- Trying to dance with my kid.
Have I mentioned that my child is bossy? Not like Kelis Bossy, more like teeny-tiny-Napoleon complex Bossy. Her teacher told me she tried to take over feeding goldfish to one of the younger kids at school, she yells at Ludo to be quiet if he's barking while she's still in bed, she tells Fiona to stop drooling on the couch, etc. etc. Any time you try to get her to do something that isn't her idea, she will give you scowly side-eye like NOBODY'S BUSINESS. Ian says she gets that look from me. Touché. So my kid was getting up to dance along to American Tale during the Duo song. I DIDN'T even stand up, I just perched on the edge of the couch, bopping my head along, singing the words that are permanently embedded in my brain pan.
"MAHMEE! NO! STAHP! STAHPIT!" "What? What'd I do!" [I go back to harmlessly headbopping.] "NO! MAHMEE! NOOOO! ME! [Pointing emphatically at herself] MEEEE! [Goes back to dancing when she sees I have stopped moving, because my jaw is in my lap].
Oh dear sweet baby jesus... what am I going to do with this kid? Have I mentioned she can roll her eyes?
Twice this week my kid was No-Nap-Magillicutty. She was so CRANKY, she was rubbing her eyes, yet she sat in her crib, refusing to sleep, for TWO HOURS. I'm not kidding. We watched her on the video monitor, kept telling ourselves she'd fade out eventually. NO. DICE. Not cool, kid.
So what did you think of this Hits/Misses format? I tried it out, because we had one of the most low-key non-event-filled weeks of our lives since D went mobile. It's all most likely going to go out this window with the next issue, because (drumroll, please) DAPHNE TURNS 2 ON FRIDAY. I can't really wrap my head around that just yet.