My little girl just had her fourth birthday. Her party went well, except that the magician was late and rude…but aside from that, the guests had fun, we had pizza and cake and lots of fun. She wanted to set up “choices” for her friends, including a “yogurt taste test” and a “music competition.” In retrospect, the yogurt taste test might have been a great idea–healthier than pizza, self contained containers, disposable, etc. Maybe next year.
She’s really growing up. When I yelled across the dark room to Siri, who mistook my verbal instructions and started playing a loud song we had not requested, she echoed me. “Siri, you’re an IDIOT!” Nothing like immediate mimicking to serve as a figurative mirror for my actions, and a reminder NOT to do anything or say anything I don’t want her to do or say.
I also told her, “I need to go running.”
“Why, Daddy?”
“So I don’t turn into a fat slob.”
“Daddy! I don’t want you to turn into a fat slob! Go running! Go!”
The resident doctor, who came in to see us for her yearly physical before the attending pediatrician, asked my little girl if she liked preschool, and if she was in preschool or prekindergarten. “Well, actually, my official day to start is next week, but I’ve been in transition. I like the nap setup better in preschool, but I think I’ll get used to the set up in prekindergarten.”
When asked, “Do you like to draw pictures?” my little girl pulled out a picture and explained it.
“Here’s a car. There’s me, driving, with my hands on the steering wheel. There is a dog in the back seat. And we’re pulling a cart behind us.”
The resident turned to us and said, “At her age, we expect her to draw an ‘X’.”
I love the way she doesn’t cry or scream when she is confronted anymore. She will say, “Oh” as if “I didn’t know that. Now, let me think about it.”
I think it is wonderful that her personality is so giving and generous. And she is so outgoing.
I use wake up time to play her different music. We just heard “You’re my inspiration” by Chicago, the band, from the 90’s. She’s thrilled when we sing out loud to songs.
One more year and she’ll be going to real kindergarten. We have to look into schools now…
Everyday is a surprise 