She looks happy with her sneakers in this picture, but if you saw us in front of the toy store in Wellesley Center last Thursday, you would have not recognized her from the hysterical screaming two year old kicking at her feet trying to get them off. “I DON’T WANNA WEAR DEM!!! I DON’T WANNA WEAR DEM!!!” And you would have felt sorry for me.
If you say Hip! Hip!, Clara responds with, “Pooray!!”
She started using the word “actually” as in, “This pancake is actually hot.” “This swing is actually light blue.” (It was actually Royal Blue, I’m just sayin’.)
She points finger to ear and whispers, “I hear something! . . . Whatever could it be??”
Playing on the computer at the Wellesley Library, she turned to Vicky and said, “You gotta be quiet, Vicky. I’m workin’. I’m on a call.” When asked where she works, she replied, “Yahoo.”
Her latest obsession is Cherry Chapstick. She puts it on about twenty times a day. And she still pines for Little Bear.
She says, “I have a great idea!” and “I have a big idea!” But then doesn’t share what that idea is. . .
She can sing You Are My Sunshine, ABCs, the welcome song to Family Music Makers, and a few others without missing any of the lyrics. (Has been doing this for a couple months, but I haven’t updated her in a couple months).
We joined the Audubon Society a few months ago, and her favorite place to visit is Drumlin Farm. “Let’s go to Drumlin Farms and see the rooster poop!”
She LOOOOOVES Indian Food, shovels it in like nothing else. That makes her sound like she’ll eat anything, but lately she won’t even eat spaghetti with red sauce. Olive oil and parm is as much as we can do right now.
At her two year old appt, she weighed in at a whopping 22 lbs (4th %ile) and 33 inches (20th %ile) and her head was 60th %ile.
Thanks for tuning in, until next time!
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