Josie is an analyzer so if we talk through something there
is a pretty good chance that the same topic will come up again and again for
month and month. One day I told Josie I don’t ever want her to grow up. We
talked about how I wish she could just stay little and live with me forever.
She told me her concerns about that and how she wants to be a mom and have her
own children. Now almost daily she reminds me that I can come to the hospital
when she has a baby and “if it works out she will come visit me everyday” when
she is the mom. She is really excited for when she is the mom. I know she is
excited because she loves babies and responsibility; but mostly she is just
excited to make the rules. She reminds me a lot that when she is the mom her
kids don’t have to eat the crust of their bread.
She is growing up so fast and she is such a fun girl to
raise. She is very obedient,
observant, and smart. She graduated from her online preschool this past week
and she had learned so much. I wanted to take her to do something special after
graduation. We went to buy a toy, she thought carefully about each thing she
wanted. She analyzed what she would do with it, if it would break, and where
she would store it; then for one reason or another she would decide against it.
After an hour we left the store empty handed and went to another store and
decided on makeup. Next I wanted to take her to dinner so we could visit just
the two of us. She only wanted lettuce, we drove to a restaurant with salad and
before we parked she decided she want hungry and just wanted to go home and
play makeup so that’s what we did.
She also had her very first dance recital. It was a good
experience for both of us. It was only a five-week course with one performance.
I pushed her to do it because I wanted her to do something hard. We tried dance
once before but she was too shy and didn’t want to go. She was still really
little so I didn’t fight it. I figured this really short class would be a good
learning experience. She went to class nervous the first day, I dropped her off
so she couldn’t cling to me and she ended up loving ballet (she likes to
specify that its ballet not dance). She liked class but didn’t want to perform
and couldn’t stop complaining how itchy the costume was. She preformed, I told her how proud I
was and talked about how she was proud too. She said she had fun and loves
ballet but she doesn’t want to take any more dance class.
