I only have to look at you to feel like I’ve accomplished very little in a year.
In under a year, you have learnt to walk faster, a lot faster (and that says a lot coming from a family of mostly fast walkers).
You’re talking and you’re not stopping. Your favourite phrase right now is “I don’t like it”, where “it” can be anything; a verb, a noun, an adjective , anything. E.g. “I don’t like apple”, “I don’t like the nap”, etc.
You’re giving goodnight kisses and saying please and thank you (But only when you feel like it – a lesson for us all i suppose).
You sleep at least better than when I last wrote about it. So that’s something.
You also just get out of bed when you’re done sleeping. I’m not sure why I find this so strange because well, what else are people supposed to do when they’re done sleeping, right ? Wrong. It’s weird. I’m no longer sure you’ll be where I left you.
You’ve taken a liking to the music from Fantasia, which I’m absolutely delighted about because for a brief few moments I can impress people with how my child likes classical music. Until you ruin it by saying “Ok Google, YouTube Twinkle Twinkle”. And then we’re f***ed again.
Today was your first day starting with the bigger age group at your nursery. You are no longer in the Baby Room but can mix freely with children of all ages up to 5.
When we first placed you in a nursery, we were worried about how you would be treated.
Now I can safely say we are not worried about you at all, but only wish the best of luck to the other children around you.
Godspeed kids, Godspeed.