If Adeline could express herself with more than the dozen or so words in her command, she would say, "big sister, stop steam rolling me. I am trying to spin around and get dizzy, so that I can then wobble until I fall down". (turn down the volume for the screeching at the end of this video! - taken 8/25/09).
Since I mentioned that Adeline has many words now in her vocabulary, let me share them with you (admittedly, her pronunciation on some of these words could use some work, but she is off to a great start!): Mama, Dada, Nana, bird, shoe, all done, bus, up!, down, bye-bye bus, book, open, ball, apple, jump, uh-oh, ouch, banana, and avocado. My favorite is "row row row bo[at] ..... eem.. hmhmhmhmhmhmh". The kid LOVES to sing. Her singing makes me think of interviews I have heard where the now-famous singer says that she sang before she learned how to talk; well, that just might turn out to be our little Addie (okay, hopefully not the famous part...). I will not be at all surprised if she turns out to be a performer. She definitely doesn't shy away from attention.
As for the crystal ball on Juliet's future career possibilities, her preschool teacher, Cocoa, says that she thinks Juliet will be an interior designer or something similar. This is based on Juliet's meticulous placement of her fancy napkin on the table at lunch every day with all of the items in her lunchbox deposited "just so" on top. Cocoa says that Juliet is very elegant, with everything placed so perfectly, and that she has never seen anything like it. It seems that my slight case of OCD when it comes to the placement of objects is genetic. Now if only that translated into her keeping her room clean...
Along those same lines, I was told that the project at school today was pudding painting, where a giant mound of chocolate pudding was poured onto a table and the kids were allowed to go at it with spoons and eat it or just slop it around and play with it. Juliet, I hear, wanted NOTHING to do with it, because, you know, god forbid she get dirty!!! That's my girl... I admit, I was glad that she didn't participate in that activity (gross!! which, of course, is why it was such a hit with the other kids, because messy=fun for most 3-4 year olds). Alas, I've got enough laundry issues without a suit of chocolate pudding coming home from school. Moreover, it probably would have wiped out my supply of Spray 'n' Wash (also known as "mother's best friend") and then I would really be in trouble, having to drag my little steamrollers to Target on a Saturday.
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