Seven Things on a Sunday

Here's seven things that are true about Felicity this week:

• We went to the pool on Tuesday and Thursday and it was ROUGH.  I'm glad she's getting exposed to it, though.  
• No matter what time she gets up, she really needs a nap every day.  BUT if she misses her nap and she just crashes in the car seat for a while on the way home, that's all she gets and she'll STILL be up at night.  
• She and Anthony have been hanging out together and it's super cute.  I put this picture on his blog but I'll put it here too.  
  
• She is getting a teensy bit more verbal, but that is probably just wishful thinking.
• She starts at her mom's day out thing in a few weeks, the third week in August.  She's just going on Tuesdays but I hope it works out.  I'm nervous that she'll hate it, she is very attached to me.  It would be SO nice to have one day a week, from 9:00-2:00, where I'm responsible for no one.  I keep thinking of what I'd do.  I think I'll go to the grocery store and the gym.  THEN I'll really be LIVING!, ha!  
• She is starting to count and it's super cute. 
• She still likes Max & Ruby as much as anything but lately she is into Kai Lan, which she calls Ka! and she says it just like that - Ka!  And that's an order!  Ha!

Last but not Least

I updated all the other blogs today and I want to do Felicity's, but I was just looking at the last entry and I only have more of the same to say!

Last week we went to the pool and there was a lot of areas where Felicity could go, 6" of water, 1.5' of water, etc.  I was there with my friend Jill so she watched Maria and Veronica while I took Felicity on the lazy river.  It was so nice, just us in a tube, floating away on a magical river of beautiful water, except Felicity screamed the entire way.  At one point, we went under a rush of water and BOY was she mad!  Nooooo!, she yelled, so we got out halfway.

It's hard for her, I think.  I think she doesn't seem to like it when she's not steady on her feet.  She doesn't like to be splashed.  I think these things are true but how would I know?  I wish she talked more!  I know!  I know I complain about them not talking more until they start talking and THEN I complain that they are talking too much but what can you do?  I would just like them to talk, but not too much, and not too insistently, is that too much to ask?  Apparently.

You know, I think she's okay.  I think she seems engaged and GOD KNOWS she points at stuff but the other day she sort of popped up on her toes and Mike said, why is she walking on her toes?, we immediately panic for a second.

Anyways.  She's doing fine, she's been to the pool a lot, she doesn't nap as much as she should, she still is screeching a lot.  She's funny and cute most of the time, really.  She's a good eater, she asks for milk when she wants milk and water when she wants water, that's good, right?  I wish we could just fast forward to this time next year, I swear it.  The thought of not changing any diapers is very, very intriguing.

Magical Age

Twenty one months is NOT a magical age, in my opinion.  I don't think any of them are magical but especially this crappy stage, ugh, what a jerk she is!  I mean, she is adorable and sweet, OF COURSE, but when she is bad she is horrid.

She is sitting across from me right now, eating yogurt and it is a MESS.  She has a spoon but she is mostly using it is spoon yogurt onto her hands, or to push yogurt further into her outfit.  Here, I'll take a picture.

Mess!  But woe to the dummy who tries to HELP HER with that yogurt.  She worked hard for that yogurt, see?  She screamed and yelled and flopped around on the floor for that yogurt, until I finally said, are you hungry?  Would you like some yogurt?  She said YES!, and stormed into the kitchen.

We went to the pool yesterday and she really likes being there, it seems, at the pool if not in the water.  She was pouring water from a little watering can into a bucket and some little girls came over to pour water in it too.  She took her free hand and shoved that kids' watering can right away!  She is a real tough guy, it's awful.

I can't wait until it's just the two of us again.  Today the big girls are at their preschool camp thing and it's just us and it's nice.  I am hoping to get her down for a nap before I have to go get them, but it's hard.  I feel like that's all I say about everything!  It's hard!  But it is.  It's hard out there for a one year old, my friend Meghan said the other day and it's true.  I try and remember that so she doesn't drive me as crazy, but I don't always have the most success.

She'll be two in less than three months.  I wish she had more words, I wish she had more two words (she has zero).  I wish I didn't always have to worry about them so much.