- She's very close to getting her driver's license (at least in her mind.) My mistake was to let her sit in my lap and "drive" the car while I backed it up 10 feet from the garage to the driveway so we could wash the car. She also helped "drive" it back into the garage. That is all it took. No longer satisfied with driving backseat shotgun, she tries to sneak into the front seat all the time. Our new thing is that she likes me to open the back hatch of the car and then she walks over and first tries to get into the front, but then will climb into her car seat and wait for me to fasten her in. Hmmm....who is to really blame for starting this "driving" fascination...let's think back to this past summer. That's right! It was Grandpa!! Driving the pontoon all the time with Maeve steering...now I see the master plot behind it all. Train the kid how to drive and she will just cruise back to visit her Grandparents anytime they want. I see it all now.
- Shoes. This is my daughter...she loves shoes just as much as her Mama!! Recently, she wants to get her shoes and try them all on, even the ones that are too little. We do this every morning when she is getting dressed. Her favorite pair are her new black MaryJanes that I just bought for her. They are a little too big for her, but that doesn't stop her from wanting to wear them as much as possible. In the morning she generally picks out her shoes and usually her socks too. So this morning, to go with the khaki pants and orange T-shirt that I picked out, Maeve chose yellow socks and red squeaky sandals. A fashionista in the making.
- Picking Up & the garbage. Maeve is quite the housekeeper now a day. She picks up everything she can get her hands on. The problem is that she doesn't differentiate where it ends up. The current choices, a toy bin, the playpen or the garbage can. Her favorite is the trashcan. I let her play with a set of measuring cups the other day while I was cleaning. It wasn't until later that I went looking for them that I realized she had "put them away". Of course this was after I had tossed the trash into the main garbage can. How else to spend a fun Saturday afternoon, but trolling through your trash can.
- "Mine", she picked up this little gem in daycare and she knows what it means. She will pick something up and look me dead in the eye and announce "Mine". Normally, this is cute unless we are at a play date and she wants something someone else wants. Oh the joys of teaching "sharing" to a 20 month old. I wonder who spoiled her so badly. :)
- Talking. Although she does have quite a vocabulary, Maeve only says a few words on a regular basis. "Eat", "Shoes" and "Mine". I love how she says "shoes", she draws it out, saying, "shooooes". It sounds like she is just enchanted with them, which she is. Maeve loves to go through her word books, and recognizes too many to count now. I know she gets it (just doesn't memorize the page) when she points at something in our house and says the name.
- Her last doctor's visit at 19 months, she came in at the 55th percentile for height and the 25th percentile for weight. (These are the American charts to measure growth in children.) Maeve has always tracked around the 50th to 55th percentile for height. Her weight is where the real improvement is...going from not even on the chart when she first came home, to the 3rd, then progressing to her current standing at the 25th percentile. Yeah!! For those not familiar with these charts, it is just an indicator as to where your child compares to all the other children. In Maeve's case, she is taller than 55% of the other kids in the US on average. The goal is not to get to 100%.
2 comments:
Growing into a cutie!
I love that list picture. So sweet :0
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