Hazel has shifted into full blown toddler mode: a mind of her own, a voice to let you know what it is, and all the love, mountains and valleys of emotion that go with it.  Here’s this quarter’s story of our baby girl:

  • Puzz.  The girl loves her puzzles.  She’s pretty much obsessed.  One in particular, a collection of vehicles that she calls “trans” (for transportation) is requested on the hour.  Her focus and determination to finish each one is impressive.
  • Teeth!  Finally, all of Hazel’s baby teeth have made their appearance. Sixteen nice chompers with a gap in the middle.  Those eye teeth hardly ruffled her feathers.  Now time for the 2-yr-old molars.
  • Feathers.  Speaking of being ruffled, our laid back girl has gone from shrugging it off to being crushed by almost anything.  You don’t know how something is going to go over with her, and she spends some time drowning in her own emotions.  (see what I meant about mountains and valleys?)
  • Happy.  But when she is happy, she is glowing with joy.  Just as when she was a newborn, her carefully doled out smiles are a treat.
  • Solo Time.  We had a teacher conference at Hazel’s school.  We thought this comment summed her up pretty well: “After lunchtime, Hazel enjoys lounging in her favorite chair, singing to herself and browsing the bookshelf”.  This girl is all about the chill-out time.
  • Brother Love.  Hazel and Miles are playing together beautifully now (in the time they are not fighting).  She adores Miles, and thinks of him even when he is not around.  She’ll go along with what he says, unless she disagrees and then she is good at holding her ground.  Siblings are pretty awesome
  • And…  Her favorite color is (still) green-y bean, she’s on the 2 yr old diet of carbs and protein, loaded heavily with fruit, she loves shoes, hats and accessories but will still allow me to pick out her clothes, she prefers long pants to shorts or skirts, but dresses are OK if they cover her knees, she loves to “scuba dive” in the pool which consists of a dead mans float with arm band on, staring through goggles at the “fish”, she rides a scooter and a balance bike like a champ, and speaks just about as well as Miles as far as grammar goes.
  • Phasing out.  The baby phase is going.  Her naps are 50/50, most things she can “do it myself”, and she runs with the big kids having few around her age in our play group.  She’s a big girl now (she’ll let you know), but still loves her pinky doll and cuddles with her momma (and daddio, when he can get her).  We’ll take it as long as it lasts – it’s obviously not forever!