My Little Sunshine turns three today.
She’s not so little but she is a smiler.
It’s hard to believe that it’s been three years already.
It’s been fun to watch her grow; to watch her personality bloom. She’s a great hugger! But watch out! She’ll run up, grab your legs in a killer squeeze when you least expect it. She has been known to about knock me over- 35 plus pounds flinging themselves at your legs when you’re not looking can definitely cause someone to lose their balance. She’ll grit her teeth, say “squeeze” and run off.
She has become better at verbalizing what she wants without screeching. From telling me she’s sick -“I don’t feel” as she lays her head on my lap, to the spontaneous “I wuv you!” to letting you know how things are -“I’m Tia, not honey!” and “Me do it!”. She has the funniest and most annoying little voice. It can be rough, shrill and grating to hear but still it can be the sweetest sound to a Mama’s ears. She used to screech and scream a lot but has quieted down quite a bit.
She likes music and can pick up the beat right away. She likes to sing, I’ve heard her sing “Happy (Birth)Day You” and “Jesus Loves me” and I could tell what they were by the tune!
She likes animals. She will often check on and greet the dog. She’ll check on him through the day and let him in if she feels he is cold (even if it’s 70 degress + out).
She loves to “read”. She will sit and look at books for the longest time. There doesn’t even have to be pictures in the book! She has a book she calls her “bible” which is actually a devotional that Gambler’s Anonymous gave away at a Family Conference. She likes to go to bed with it, checks her crib to see if it’s in there and will look through it. She’s about wore it out! She does like her books, but for the longest time it was hard to get her to sit to listen to a book being read. She is doing better now.
She’s a labeler. She likes to know names of things and whose they are. Of course, because she has been two, most things are “mine!” or “Tia’s!” Once she has a label on it, she’ll check once in awhile to make sure it still fits. “Mama’s?” Yes. “Oh, Mama’s.” I found with the first born, HP, that he didn’t use the term “Mine!” very much. I don’t know why, it’s not really his personality. The second born did use it, partly because there was a big brother to take things away. But she out grew it. Not my TG. It’s not that she will grab every toy in sight and scream “mine!” as I have seen some kids do. She doesn’t automatically yell it when another kid picks up a toy. But somehow it is important to her to attach a label to things. Whether it’s “mine” or “Tia’s” or “Mama’s”, it needs a name and a place.
She’s independant. “Me do it!” is often heard around here. So with patience waning, I’ll let her do it until she realizes she can’t or I’ll be a overbearing parent and tell her that she can’t do it and I must and then I listen to the shrieks.
She’s growing up, soon these days shall pass. But she will always be my Sunshine and my baby.
