Last week I went in to check on Sarah before I went to bed (she is usually on the opposite side of the bed from where we put her down and in some kind of crazy position without any covers on) and much to my surprise she had pulled down her pajama pants and her diaper was mostly off. Whoops! I managed to get them both back on without waking her. The next morning when I went in to get her both pants and diaper were completely off. Luckily the bed was dry! So - for a couple of nights after that I put her diaper on backwards and that seems to have confounded her for the moment. We're back to a diaper on the correct way and she hasn't tried to get it off again.
Sarah has been adding vocabulary like crazy these days. Last week she surprised me by yelling 'stop' and making the sign (which for her was smashing one hand down onto the other arm...close enough). Wow. I guess I got my own back in spades. I do the 'stop' thing when she's having an out of control toddler moment (some call them a tantrum). It helps to jolt her out of the endless loop of tears, screaming and flailing arms and feet. I'm not sure what I was doing to warrant such an explosive 'stop' from her, but apparently it was something distasteful to her! I had to choke back my laughter because by the expression on her face she meant business!
She's also becoming more and more sure about what she wants to do and what she doesn't. In other words, she's becoming opinionated. I'm not sure which parent she got that from!
I took this video a few days ago. We don't normally wear boots inside, nor do we eat morning snack (or as Sarah calls it, sack) in our high chair, but no day when it's pouring so hard that you can't go outside is a 'normal' day so you just have to make do. As you may have already noticed, Sarah's boots are on the wrong feet because she put them on herself and made it very clear that she didn't need my help at all, thank you very much!
Dale has been away since Saturday morning and he gets back today. He went to the West coast with work so on Sunday he went to my sister Gwyn's house and had a visit with Gwyn and Tim and my parents. Sarah and I had a chat with them on Skype, which was fun. Sarah had fun climbing up on the desk so she could kiss Daddy (the monitor) but she couldn't understand that in order for Daddy to be able to see her that she needed to move away from the monitor (which has a built in camera). Too funny.
Sarah and I have been doing a lot of hanging out for the past few days. Not much different than normal except I don't get a Daddy break at the end of the day and Sarah doesn't have someone to race around the kitchen and jump into her tent with while I'm making dinner.
Last night she decided that instead of reading a story that she wanted to go straight into bed. Highly unusual. She said 'bed' for the first time and walked over to her crib and tried to climb into it. So I asked her if she wanted to read a story or get into bed and the answer was 'bed.' So - I followed her instructions and as soon as she was in bed and all tucked in she looked over at the reading chair and said 'book' with a very confused expression on her face. Sigh. I took her out of bed and read her a couple of books and then put her in bed and didn't hear a peep from her after that.
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