Ice, ice baby.
Amelia is a wonderful baby - a wonderful baby who is turning into a sometimes challenging toddler.
On a positive note, Amelia almost never cries or throws a fit. If she does it means she's either very tired or very hungry. But while she doesn't scream or cry (thank goodness) she seems to feel the best way to be understood is to employ repetition. So Amelia's speech often sounds like, "Up, up, up, up, up, up, up" or "Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy" (often accompanied by the little one clinging to my leg while I attempt to wash dishes, etc.).
While out to lunch with Amelia and my buddy, Mike, yesterday, Amelia got it in her mind that all she wanted was ice. She loves ice. She loves the way it feels, and she loves to eat it. All throughout lunch I was faced with a barrage of, "Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice..." I gave her every small piece of ice in my tea glass and asked for a second glass of ice from the waiter. Making the best of this tirade, Mike and I tried to teach Amelia to say, "Ice, ice baby" for some comic relief...to no avail.
But, Amelia did manage to eat a real lunch in between pieces of ice, so I guess it's okay. Her desire for ice is, after all, only a little annoying and not dangerous. At least she'll always be properly hydrated...
As I may have mentioned, I am finally learning to give Amelia small pieces of ice she can eat without having to hold them in her little, cold-sensitive hands. It wasn't long ago when I gave her a fairly large piece of ice and when she could hold it no longer, she dropped the ice straight down my shirt. That was cold, but very funny!
Amelia also seems to have a penchant for walking sticks. She will find a twig that's obviously far too long for her to handle and carry it with her all over the complex poking the ground as she walks. She's a quirky little girl.
She has also recently become VERY attached to a couple of little stuffed monkeys she has at home. We also have a chimp in the living room, but that doesn't seem to interest her.
Lisa
On a positive note, Amelia almost never cries or throws a fit. If she does it means she's either very tired or very hungry. But while she doesn't scream or cry (thank goodness) she seems to feel the best way to be understood is to employ repetition. So Amelia's speech often sounds like, "Up, up, up, up, up, up, up" or "Mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy, mommy" (often accompanied by the little one clinging to my leg while I attempt to wash dishes, etc.).
While out to lunch with Amelia and my buddy, Mike, yesterday, Amelia got it in her mind that all she wanted was ice. She loves ice. She loves the way it feels, and she loves to eat it. All throughout lunch I was faced with a barrage of, "Ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice, ice..." I gave her every small piece of ice in my tea glass and asked for a second glass of ice from the waiter. Making the best of this tirade, Mike and I tried to teach Amelia to say, "Ice, ice baby" for some comic relief...to no avail.
But, Amelia did manage to eat a real lunch in between pieces of ice, so I guess it's okay. Her desire for ice is, after all, only a little annoying and not dangerous. At least she'll always be properly hydrated...
As I may have mentioned, I am finally learning to give Amelia small pieces of ice she can eat without having to hold them in her little, cold-sensitive hands. It wasn't long ago when I gave her a fairly large piece of ice and when she could hold it no longer, she dropped the ice straight down my shirt. That was cold, but very funny!
Amelia also seems to have a penchant for walking sticks. She will find a twig that's obviously far too long for her to handle and carry it with her all over the complex poking the ground as she walks. She's a quirky little girl.
She has also recently become VERY attached to a couple of little stuffed monkeys she has at home. We also have a chimp in the living room, but that doesn't seem to interest her.
Lisa
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