Tastes Like Chicken
Wednesdays mean gymnastics for Amelia. Today she was only very slightly less undisciplined than usual, but I noticed the slight improvement. I suspect that part of Amelia's problem is that she's too smart for her own good. Today she was pulling foam blocks out of "the pit" with her feet just as she had seen mommy do last week. The instructor was very impressed.
Those of you who said I would someday be cursed with a daughter as rebellious as I am were probably right.
I am still learning how to get Amelia to do what I ask of her. You have to find ways to motivate two-year-olds. Last week Amelia couldn't tear herself away from gymnastics class and I found myself chasing her down and repeating over and over again, "Come on, Amelia. Come on." Once I finally got her out of the gym (about 15 mins. after class had ended) I told her we would have to miss our lunch together because she didn't listen.
Today we had Chinese food together. Amelia loves Chinese food and it was much easier to get her to put on her shoes and walk out the door when she realized where we were going. At the restaurant I asked Amelia what she wanted to eat and she whined, "Chinese food!" I asked what kind of Chinese food and she said, "Chinese food." I asked if she wanted almond chicken or broccoli beef and she said, "Chicken with sauce."
I strongly suspected that "chicken with sauce" was broccoli beef, but since broccoli chicken was on the menu I ordered it instead. I think Amelia likes the beef better and simply calls it chicken.
Mental note: chicken with sauce = beef with broccoli
Dad and I have been working to get Amelia to always use her fork (or spoon) at the table. Amelia is really trying hard and making a very good effort most of the time, however, she finds it difficult to eat rice with a fork. To facilitate getting the rice from her plate to her mouth via the fork she picks the rice up off her plate and then places it carefully on the fork. Once she gets tired she picks up gobs of rice and simply touches them quickly to her fork on the way to her mouth. I guess contact with the fork is enough, and she is really trying.
Sigh, speaking of trying this is day two (or so) without my camera. Things have a way of disappearing around this house. Mike suspects that Amelia has a stash of objects somewhere. Maybe I should check for my camera behind the curtains.
Lisa
P.S. Amelia and Diana BOTH took naps in their own beds today. It was truly amazing. And Amelia can't stop talking about seeing the airplanes yesterday. I'm really glad she had such a great time.
Those of you who said I would someday be cursed with a daughter as rebellious as I am were probably right.
I am still learning how to get Amelia to do what I ask of her. You have to find ways to motivate two-year-olds. Last week Amelia couldn't tear herself away from gymnastics class and I found myself chasing her down and repeating over and over again, "Come on, Amelia. Come on." Once I finally got her out of the gym (about 15 mins. after class had ended) I told her we would have to miss our lunch together because she didn't listen.
Today we had Chinese food together. Amelia loves Chinese food and it was much easier to get her to put on her shoes and walk out the door when she realized where we were going. At the restaurant I asked Amelia what she wanted to eat and she whined, "Chinese food!" I asked what kind of Chinese food and she said, "Chinese food." I asked if she wanted almond chicken or broccoli beef and she said, "Chicken with sauce."
I strongly suspected that "chicken with sauce" was broccoli beef, but since broccoli chicken was on the menu I ordered it instead. I think Amelia likes the beef better and simply calls it chicken.
Mental note: chicken with sauce = beef with broccoli
Dad and I have been working to get Amelia to always use her fork (or spoon) at the table. Amelia is really trying hard and making a very good effort most of the time, however, she finds it difficult to eat rice with a fork. To facilitate getting the rice from her plate to her mouth via the fork she picks the rice up off her plate and then places it carefully on the fork. Once she gets tired she picks up gobs of rice and simply touches them quickly to her fork on the way to her mouth. I guess contact with the fork is enough, and she is really trying.
Sigh, speaking of trying this is day two (or so) without my camera. Things have a way of disappearing around this house. Mike suspects that Amelia has a stash of objects somewhere. Maybe I should check for my camera behind the curtains.
Lisa
P.S. Amelia and Diana BOTH took naps in their own beds today. It was truly amazing. And Amelia can't stop talking about seeing the airplanes yesterday. I'm really glad she had such a great time.
posted by Lisa, Mike, Amelia, and Diana at 9:43 PM
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