I am amazed everyday with Gillian and her growth in life. Her vocabulary is amazing. She can count to 10 in Spanish. she knows up,down,hello,goodbye, and friend in Spanish as well. That is more than I even knew in college. She tells me exactly what she wants (although this isn't always a good thing). She runs, jumps, tries to skip, and she even dropped a small ball and kicked it before it hit the ground. She loves loves loves books. She makes us read at least ten books a night. I have gotten smarter and bought her books that have more words. She knows what she wants to wear to school and she will even remember where I put her shoes at even when I do not remember. I am just so amazed!
She is starting to be more picky about her food. I thought maybe we skipped this stage but I was wrong. She is not bad about it. She doesn't like pickles on her cheeseburger. She LOVES mac and cheese. She is willing to try anything new as long as she sees someone else eating and enjoying it. When we went to Gojo's for my birthday she tried shrimp,crab, mushrooms, bean sprouts, and egg drop soup. She still wants to eat whatever is on my plate. Her favorite after school snack is the prepackaged cheese and sticks and her "pee pee in the potty" treat is gogurt but we call it a Popsicle.
She has gotten to the stage where she wants only mommy for somethings and daddy for others. Only mommy can get her up in the morning and take her to the potty. Only mommy can get her dress and put her coat on. Only daddy can take her to bed and rub her tummy to fall a sleep. Memaw is NOT allowed to push the shopping cart no matter what. Only Stevie can help her with dinner if he is around. I laugh at how particular she is with certain task. She wants to do everything herself. She wants to get into "Gilly's seat" in the car and buckle herself in. When she can't do it she looks and me and very defiant she says "Mommy help me!" She want to put her only shoes on and she wants to pack her own play bag. I love it when we go to the store she wants to carry the milk and gets mad when I tell her to heavy. When I give her the milk she will put it on the ground and say too heavy (well duh).
My favorite thing of all right now is when you ask her who's a pretty girl she will give you her cheesiest smile and say "me"!
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