Here I Am, Love Me

(Seporah loves this song)

Life has been oh so busy so I haven’t had a proper post in a while. And I really did intend on having a post about Seporah on her birthday. But anyways, I’m only 4 days late. Can you believe she’s already 3 years old? It’s insane, but it’s sounds so much nicer to say I have a 1 year old and a 3 year old rather than 1 and 2. Anyways, she is now 39 inches, 35 pounds, 86 percentile for height and weight and quite comfortable in 4T clothing.

The most pressing issue with her is her speech. She babbles all day long like there’s no tomorrow. She has a decent size vocabulary, but she will not put words together, she does not make sentences. Example; “lasdgh aglka dhglhs drink. alkfjl kadg;aldgj cup. lkahdgsh vlhadgk No! Juice! askjgya oisaeyt ag Please! alifh dih ga Thank you! ahg ahgiah gfa hdfglkhgk.” She’s always been a tad behind vocally, but she babbled so much we always assumed she’d catch up. However I was like no more of that. So she’s getting to see a speech therapist for evaluation (also an audiology evaluation just to make sure she can hear, but I’m pretty sure she hears me as clear as a bell).

Other than vocally (and the potty) she’s right on target. She expects the world to revolve around her, she’s never met a stranger, and expects everyone to love her and give her their undivided attention. ”Here I am, Love me!“ would be her personal motto. She’s very physical, loves to run and jump and dance all day long and she’s incredibly strong. She’s very opinionated and knows what she wants, taking no substitutes.

(As if you didn’t know) Trains are her absolute favorite thing at the present moment. Followed by dogs, fish and ducks. Favorite TV show-Little Einstein, then Winnie the Pooh and Backyardigans.

She really can’t get away from music at this house and has developed a serious love for it. She’s an awesome little rocker. She’ll play any instrument she can get her hands on and if there’s none available, the floor works really well as a drum. If she likes a song, she starts dancing, moving and shaking and tells everyone to ”Dance!“ right along with her.

Lately she’s become slightly more girly. I’ve been able to put dresses on her the past month. I think this is due to Miss Karen’s influence, painting nails and having proper dress up clothes and jewelry at her house. I’m now hopeful I’ll have someone to go get pedicures with in a few years.

In the past 6 months or so she’s also become a picky eater. Which is somewhat crazy since Seporah use to eat whatever we put in front of her, literally, bell peppers, vegetables, lamb, casseroles, anything (well except green beans, she really has always hated those). Now, somehow or another she lives on top ramen, sandwiches (called wunches, a cross between lunch and sandwiches), apples, oranges, and milk. It’s mildly annoying.

She has about a bazillion toys, but her favorite? Dad’s iPod Touch. She so wants her very own, but I’m like, hey if I don’t get one of my own, you sure don’t get one of your own. We’ll just have to share with Daddy.

Seporah also couldn’t get away from books at this house. We literally have 300 board books alone. She will sit for an hour while you read to her one after another. (tangent: it’s always been this way since she was a little baby and when we were at the Doctors and he asked if we read to her, I actually got a little angry even though it was a valid question since we read to her soooooo much) (oh and tangent 2: Felicity not so much about the books, I’m hoping she’ll grow to appreciate a good story, but the difference between the 2 of them and their reactions to books is quite wide).

Things she doesn’t like? Scary movies and socks without shoes.

Seriously? How can you not love this big girl?