Nadia finds friends everywhere; ever kid we encounter is her "new friend!" The little girl we met at the water park was no exception. She spoke no English, yet the two of them hit it off and scampered through the water and climbed the jungle gym together.
After a while, Nadia came running over to me and asked "What's her name, Mama?"
I told her I don't know, but what do you think her name is?
Nadia barely even paused to consider the question.
"Her name is Thomas."
Of course it is. I should have guessed.
Lately everyone in Nadia's world is named Thomas. Boys, girls, kitty cats, monsters in books -they're all Thomas. Where she got that name is a bit of a mystery since we don't know a single Thomas....
Prior to Thomas, the go-to name was Veronica (or 'Ronca as she says it). At least I know where that one came from: the Archie comics. She shares her Daddy's love for them, with a special adoration for Veronica. Well, that's fine so long as it stops there and she doesn't try to emulate that snobby girl.
I think Nadia has worn a dress every day this week; she wants to be a princess. But every once in a while she'll take it off in favor of her little pink ballerina leotard. And then as she dances and twirls around the house exclaiming "I'm a Halloween-a now!"
Gosh I love that kid and her mispronunciations.
One of the high points of Nadia's day is checking the mail. Finding a mailbox full of credit card offers and circulars is especially exciting: junk mail is Nadia's mail. A few days ago she hit the jackpot, and she eagerly sat down to go through the brightly colored pages. She carefully examined one page after another, eyes tracking back and forth as if she were truly reading.
Suddenly she looked up, a delighted smile creasing her face. "Oh Mommy, good news!" she exclaimed, "I got a check for a million dollars! It's from Aunt Jenny!"
Unfortunately, when we called to thank her aunt, we were told the check would probably bounce. Bummer.
But that was okay, since the next piece of mail was equally exciting -maybe even more exciting in a 2-year-old's mind.
"This one says 'go to Chuck E. Cheese!' "
"Mommy!" Nadia's voice rang out, punctuating the late night - again. "This is so cute, come see!" she cried. "TedBear was so tired he did just fall asleep on the floor!"
Hmmm, evidently she's overheard me talking to Daddy about her conking out in odd spots.
Nadia has two favorite arguments when asked to do something she doesn't want to do.
First she tries "it makes me sick."
When that doesn't work, she moves on to the next one.
"I can't! I don't know how!"
But I'm just not buying it that she doesn't know how to take a bite of carrot....or take that crayon out of her mouth....or stay in her bed.....or stop mauling the cat....or any number of other skills mastered long ago.
"A" for effort kid....but you'd better come up with a more believable excuse.
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