Paige is now 22 months and we are deep into the holiday season. Halloween has come and gone and so has Thanksgiving - both were wonderful. Christmas is just a couple of weeks away.
She was red riding hood for Halloween and we took her trick or treating for the first time. We love our new house, but the neighborhood is pretty dead for Halloween (no pun intended). We ended up at our friend's house in the University Heights area. Boy, did we ever pick the best place to be that night! Not only did most of the houses have treats, but most of the houses were decorated and some of them even had crazy elaborate ones - I'm talking a giant dragon as tall as a house with smoke coming out of its nose! I'm talking a performance art show with Frankenstein. I'm talking light shows with smoke-filled bubbles. What?? It was OOC (out of control)! Paige was pretty cranky at the start only wanting me to hold her and we were this close to calling it a night before we decided to give her one more chance to walk up to a house. Once she learned what happened when she went up to a door, she wiggled out of my arms and ran full steam ahead of us. We had to run after her quite a bit. She liked to pick one piece and bring it back to her basket. Our friends were pretty amazed that she was up for it for as long as she was - we walked for about an hour and a half. When we got home, I counted 35 pieces of candy. That means, yes, we went to 35 houses. I packed them away to take to work the next day. This part will be a challenge next year.
Thanksgiving week was too good. I took the week off, as her daycare was closed the whole week and Paige and I had so much fun! We went to the zoo, the aquarium, went to parks, shopping, out to lunch and play dates. Bob actually took a break from school work on Thanksgiving day so we all got to hang out together all day, cooking, eating and watching movies - just the four of us. Oh, and my stuffing came out really good this year!
As for Paige, oh the fun we're having right now! She comes home saying new stuff all the time. I find myself doing a double-take a lot lately. Aunt Becky told me the other night that Paige walked into the kitchen while she was cooking and swears she said, "Mmm smells good!". Later that night, I was clearing the table and Paige was licking the last drops of ketchup on her plate and said, "Mmm so good!". What? We're doing sentences now? Last night she said out of nowhere, "I want a kiss." We were too happy to give her one! Her father is melting. It's lovely to see him soften around her. Just the sweetest.
As of late, she's been very into trying new things on the play structures at the daycare and at the park. As she does this when I'm not around I am not aware of how skilled she's gotten at climbing the more challenging ladders and such. I get very nervous when I see her wanting to go for it. But, I let her try and just play helicopter mom. It seems like she's always hangin' with the boys in the photos they post of her at daycare.
Meanwhile, at home, she loves her clothes and shoes. Sometimes it's a pain to dress her in the mornings - so picky already. She's also very much into tutus and dancing. A new dress came in the mail and she wanted to try it on right away. She asked for help to take her shirt off, so I did and put the dress on. She immediately took the shirt and plopped it in the hamper. Paige then pointed at the iHome and said, "Muse", which is what she calls music so she could dance in her new dress. Who is this kid? She saw a ballet video on YouTube and started mimicking the movements. I've been trying to find a weekend class for us but it appears most of them are for 3+ and the one I've found for 2+ is at freaking 8:45 am on Saturdays. The weekends are the only days we have where we're not on a schedule, when we can wake up and cuddle for a long time before we get up and start the day. I really love that time and I'm not willing to give it up. Everyone keeps telling me not to blink, that it goes by in a flash. Well, they're right because I can barely remember her as a baby. When I look at her wee little clothes, I can't believe she fit into them. I can't believe she's going to be two! I am so so glad I took pictures of her practically every day. I look back at that short spiky hair as a newb, that short little pixie cut as a one-year old and it just blows me away how quickly this has gone. I miss Paige the newb.
More after Christmas...
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