I love the toddler years. I know there are people who think I’m nuts but what the body and brain are capable of in those years is remarkable and I love witnessing it.
For example, I’ve got a kid who will nibble and pick at food for three days, eating a couple bites at dinner and a few bites of a snack here and there, but not enough to sustain a bird. Then suddenly, she’ll sit down at lunch one day, eat an entire can of SpaghettiOs and 3/4 of a banana.
Like, where does it all GO? Her stomach must have shrunk over the previous few days but it all goes in there somehow. I swear this must be the origin of the “hollow leg” saying because it does seem like she must have shoveled it into a pocket or something.
I also love this phenomenon: She’ll get wicked cranky for a week, needing extra sleep and just being generally a miserable little whiny dissatisfied beast. We’ll say to each other something like “Lordie, I think she’s become a threenager several months early!”
Then one morning she’ll wake up and suddenly be speaking in full sentences while we look at each other incredulously. And then when dressing her I’ll find she grew an inch seemingly overnight. All in the legs. So the entire bottom half of her wardrobe suddenly doesn’t fit.
Toddler bodies and brains are incredible.
They’re also incredible in their ability to enjoy endless repetition. End. Less. We have now watched Frozen and Frozen II countless times. When we aren’t watching them we are listening to the soundtracks. Or talking about how Anna and Elsa are sisters. And how I’m Olaf and Tiny is Anna (I always argue that I’m Anna).
And then there’s the reading material. Bless Seth for his patience because he has read these two bedtime books about 400 times and there’s no end in sight.
Tiny’s brain is delighted with each book each time. No sign of fatigue yet. How?! Incredible.
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