Thursday, March 16, 2017

Violet, 18 Months

Finishing up her last mouthful of meatball, "Violet, would you like a strawberry?"

Ever so slowly she spits out dozens of little pieces of meatball from her overstuffed mouth, waterfall style.

"Peeeease!"

Friday, March 03, 2017

Violet Plays the Piano

Beware your ears and the little girl squeals.

Violet on the suck

Violet likes dolls. Specifically, she'd like to suck their thumbs.

So far she has found it unsatisfying, but like a real trooper, has not given up hope.

And if she is in the doll aisle at Target and her momma won't let her suck on doll thumbs, she will instead try to nurse on Baby Stella's shampoo bottle:



AWK-WARD.

Wednesday, March 01, 2017

Violet at 17 Months

The developmental assessor freaked out at Violet's puzzle skills. Apparently she is scoring in the 24-36 month range.
"Do you do a lot of puzzles with her?"
No, not really, unless her attempting to join a game of Blokus or Q-Bitz counts.

When confronted with a doll she tried to suck it's thumb. Then she tried to climb into our Little People airplane for the millionith time that day and make us read books with cats on the cover. She is absolutely able to stack blocks but her need to immediately sending them crashing makes it hard to evaluate in a timely manner. When asked (dozens of times) to find a hidden object in one of two cups she insists on lifting both cups at once, every damn time. She is a master with a spoon and doesn't even need a bib, but insists on eating yogurt with her fingers until she's shivering. And while her hands are a mess, there won't be a single drip on her clothing.

Today she picked out her own outfit, down to the shoes.



Violet, you complete us.