We finally got around to celebrating Uncle Dave's birthday. Elizabeth was super excited because Xander has a paddling pool in his backyard. So she asked nicely if she could bring her swimsuit and Uncle Dave even warmed up the water for her.
Xander went swimming too. Then Uncle Dave and later Erika and Maria. Elizabeth had said she was only going for a short swim but she ended up staying in the water longer than anyone for once! I don't think there's any photographic evidence, but Grandma J and Auntie Janice were there - Chris and Yukiko had a concert in Gananoque so they missed out on the lovely supper. Sausages, ribs, corn, chocolate marshmallow peanut butter squares that I really need the recipe for and Dave's traditional "Death by Chocolate" birthday cake. Elizabeth was very relieved to see there were sufficient candles - it's apparently not a real party unless someone is blowing some candles out!
The girls decided they should play with Xander by pretending they were all babies too. They played follow the leader on all fours, with Xander being the leader, of course!
So, our shampoo, corn starch and food colouring window paint comes off easily even after being left for several months to bake in more than 30C heat.
Good to know...
At three and a half, Elizabeth weighs 13.15 kg (29 lbs). That puts her almost on par with her Uncle Chris when he was one! She's approximately 95.25cm (37.5") tall.
She's very keen to start school, but wants to bring Mommy or Daddy so they can "watch her for a very long time". She's much better at playing by herself, and even will sometimes play happily in the basement while we do other things on the first floor. Crafts, cars, cooking, trains and BABIES all still very popular. She loves singing, nursery rhymes, stories and writing letters.
Although she has a hard time without an afternoon nap, it's rare that she'll take one. Instead she prefers to wriggle quietly in bed for three quarters of an hour. Mommy rarely agrees to nap too, mostly because it tends to end with sleeping Mommy being gently tapped awake. "Mommy, are you wakeable yet?" loudly whispers the toddler. "I think it must be wake up time!"
After she turned three, she started to tell us that she'd stop nursing "when I'm four". I first noticed that she didn't want to nurse for comfort anymore when she was stung by those wasps, and by cottage time she'd pretty much dropped nursing when she first woke up, leaving only a rather sporadic nap time session. I *think* she has now stopped entirely.
She's become much more acrobatic and confident, though new situations can see her revert to a mute cling-a-saurus. She's not very adventurous around slides until she's sure it's not faster than she can safely descend by herself (and won't "static" her). She's developed a fear of the dark. There might be alligators or wolves waiting out of sight to gobble her up, you know. She loves jumping and hopping on one foot or another. It's more fun with an audience who can watch "the biggest jump you ever saw". Biking is still extremely popular. She's fast enough now that Mommy can bike beside her. Did I mention she can put her whole head entirely under water?
She's more insistent about getting her point across and gets very frustrated if adults don't listen, or worse, try to guess what she's saying in order to speed up the story. She does like to tell very elaborate stories - nothing wrong with her imagination!!! She likes to ask if her story was "amazing" or "prising" (aka surprising). Frequently she ends a story by saying "and Mommy was very amused." She loves stories about fairies, goblins etc (such as Enid Blyton's Wishing Chair series), but can get very worked up about stories that don't make sense. Flying chairs - no problem. A house that has chocolate milk coming out of the taps? Great agitation. "But MOOOOMMMY - taps are SUPPOSED to have WATER". We tell her it's just for pretend, but it doesn't help. It's too "silly". Mind you, occasionally she has the same reaction to ordinary facts. She did not at all like hearing about molten rock deep in the earth, though the idea of mountains burping smoke had some appeal... When she gets upset, she usually asks for a hug. Hugs make everything better!
We wouldn't call her a picky eater anymore. She started eating berries and all kinds of previously rejected foods - not always in great quantities, but happily and without protest. She still has some dislikes - tomatoes definitely not popular - but protests quite mildly before eating them.
She still sleeps well, but has lately been waking in the middle of the night to call for someone to replace her covers. No matter how well we cover her, she seems to kick them off early on and then gets cold. Unfortunately she doesn't like Mommy's idea that she should just wear warm "jamamas" (pyjamas) and forget about the blanket altogether. Sigh.
Still she's so much fun that we wouldn't have her any other way...
Elizabeth wrote her first letter "all by herself" to Great Uncle Carl, but it was too funny not to share this for posterity.
Writing so many letters in a row is very tiring, so she got fed up half way through and decided to dictate the rest. She was very anxious as to whether I was writing down "exactly" what she was saying. Seems she thinks she can trust that I'm giving her the right letters to spell out but dictating her thoughts needs repetition. Mind you, she does get carried away even when I'm spelling words for her. She adds extra letters willy-nilly.