Miss HP is starting preschool tomorrow...she is really excited but I'm a little nervous that we aren't ready for the big league. Potty training is somewhere between over the rainbow and never never land and I am just certain she will poop on the first day so I'm planning on hanging close, if not staying to see this little thing take in her first day. You see, we're supposed to be potty trained, we're probably supposed to be able to sit still and we're probably not supposed to throw ourselves down on the ground and cry for "blankie" when things aren't going our way. Three things we haven't quite mastered.
Potty training can go from sitting on the big potty to the little singing potty I caved and purchased and actually using them, or it can be a complete boycott, reverting to wearing her brother's diapers and calling herself "baby" to sitting on the potty while refusing to take her pull-up down and then immediately demanding a "tweet!" One word...yikes. I would like to issue a formal apology in advance to Miss Peggy, her teacher. Good luck with this one!
To update you on Harper's happenings now that she is 2 1/4 years old...she has become a princess girl 100%! We were wondering if this day would happen and it just didn't happen, it exploded! After bath each night she puts on her jammies and then picks one of the many princess dresses hanging in the closet to put on over and sleep in. She isn't partial to just one princess, she'll be them all! This is actually quite convenient for mommy because the next morning she is already dressed and ready to go. Some days I can convince her to take her pj's off from under and some days we just don't even bother and she wears the jammies all day too! I'm seriously hoping that she will understand that this can't continue on school days and the trip to shop for her first day of school outfit resulted in a pink tutu skirt and pink Tinker Belle shirt. Much more reasonable for school, right? She also has a pair of silver glitter shoes that she wears to complete any outfit. The other day I noticed she was limping a bit and I discovered the gigantic blisters the fabulous shoes had caused on her heels, but she just will not take them off. She can be caught reading princess books or playing in the doll house with all the princess Barbies. She lines them all up and tells us that they are "nite nite". She can spend hours doing this!
Her vocabulary has grown immensely in the past few weeks and she is at that wonderful stage when she has a lot to say by bundling 3 or 4 words together. Everything she can see, touch, smell, etc she puts the word to it. She just beams with joy at all that she can say and we are actually able to understand too!
We had an interesting conversation a few nights in a row as I was rocking Kai to sleep. She touched the picture on the table next to the chair of his ultrasound and said, "Baby Kai Kai. Tummy (as she reached for mine), it happened. Born." She repeated this very serious conversation over and over as I agreed with her...it definitely did, happen. The next morning when Josh came home from work she ran upstairs to grab the picture and again told him how it happened. She is one smart cookie. Thank goodness she didn't ask how "it" happened! We'll save that for another day...
Harper is so many things rolled into one its hard to describe her...you just have to know her. It's a privilege, sometimes a very exhausting privilege, but I know I couldn't have lived my life fully without knowing her. She is such a beautiful contrast to her sister every day is exciting to wake up to. Of course we wake up to Miss H shouting "JUICE!!!!!!" and that definitely jump starts the day.
Last week when Marlie was getting ready to start Kinder I was reading the girls a bedtime story and began sobbing. Harper stopped what she was doing (no, she wasn't sitting still listening to the book, rather playing around the room) came over to me, put her sweet little hand on my teary cheeks and said "Mommy crying." She looked at me quite bewildered. It's usually Harper with the tear stained cheeks. I assured her I was ok and she went on her merry way. She isn't very affectionate at bedtime but she is always the last one to shout "Love you!"
So tomorrow may be our first and last day of preschool for a while. I figure will give it a try and deep down I believe that this is just what our little stinker needs in her life. She desperately wants her own thing, own friends, own play dates and yet the very same shoes her sister has. Prior to the silver glitter size 7 shoes she could be spotted at the park wearing her sisters size 11 glittery shoes and feeling quite beautiful.
So I leave you with a photo sequence of "Stinker Belle"...oh, she is now a little uncomfortable with everyone talking about her crazy hair, so don't mention it!
And we're off! Watch out world!
