Serenity Now

It's hard to believe that Gigi is going to be two years old on Sunday.
Where did it all go?

The late nights up with her...the constant poopy diapers...the crying where we didn't understand what she was needing...

Oh, it's still here.

She's always been a horrible sleeper/napper. She has never been one of those kids where there could be lots of noise around and she was oblivious to it. One sound and WHAM, her eyes pop open and she's done sleeping. Ready to ruin the rest of your day with her cranky anti-sleep mood. Zoe, on the other and, could sleep in a cart walking through the lumber department while the saw is running at Home Depot.

I have been working with her on potty training. She's getting (somewhat) the peeing in the potty, but she still prefers to walk around in dumpy diapers without a word to anyone until we go up to her and get the wafting aroma of poop. I know most kids get the pee thing first, but I just wish it happened sooner than later. It's so much work to keep up with it all. Can't there be a magic "pee and poo in the toilet" button that you push at age 2?

She's a whiner, that's for sure. She has somewhat of a dialogue, but sometimes I still have absolutely no idea what she's saying. It's a strenuous affair having a conversation with a toddler...

Gigi- dadaaaaa?
Me- he's at work
Gigi- Zozooooo?
Me- she's at school
Gigi- okay
pause...
Gigi- dadaaaaa?
Me- sigh, he's at work
Gigi- Zozooooo?
Me- she's at school
Gigi- okay
pause...
Gigi- dadaaaaa?

and so goes my day. Lost in the wind that blows away forever and ever and ever and ever................

She's a difficult child. Everyone has said that if we had Gigi first we never would have had another child. Since we love her, her blonde curls and blue eyes have saved her more than once. She certainly lives up to her name. I have found a few different meanings for Gigi and have stuck with the French "small and spunky." We do hope that since she gave us so much trouble as a young child (we are frightened for her teen years!) that she is more than willing to take care of us when we become elderly cranky parents who need help with our peepee and poopoo pants.

What goes around comes around.