BELOW: First day finger painting.
I am still getting asked if she eats from adults with accusing faces. But that is offset by mothers at preschool telling me about what their kids said at home about Mimi eating. "Mimi eats frosted mini wheats. but she doesn't share them." or "No, I don't eat Mimi's sausages." LOL
Adjusting to a new schedule has been both exciting and tiring for her. There are more naps than before. She's sleeping better and going to sleep earlier at night.
Mimi rides in a stroller sometimes so that she can preserve her calories. It feels strange for me, like she really should walk everywhere at almost three years old. but she's already using 1600 calories a day with little weight gain, so I feel it's necessary as to avoid total hunger exhaustion melt down, and to just use the stroller. I also fear weight loss as it takes her a very long time for her to gain a pound. As we learned, sometimes kids with growth impairment need a huge amount of food to grow at all. There is a delicate dance we go through, as to be careful not to burn up all we ate that day, but still be active, use our muscles, climb, run and have fun. (so for example, we might stroll her to the park and back, but let her play for quite a while there until she's "done.") and needs to eat again and head home.
We got out the winter clothes, boots, and flannel pajamas for Mimi as some days here in Pennsylvania, it's gotten quite chilly. We found that yes, they do still fit, and some are still too big. That is very much a strange thing, as with Max I knew nothing would fit him a year later. It's quite strange this saving of young childs clothes from one year to the next. I'm convinced it's a natural primal reaction to feel that this isn't natural... and so knowing what we know, I piled up the summer clothes and with a little sigh, put them away for next spring, in case they still fit- but hoping they won't. but also saying to myself too, "it's ok if they still fit...it's ok. get used to it." but not liking it. (primal reaction).
Max on the other hand, could be growing up to be an NFL football player (like his Great Grandfather who played for the original Buffalo Bills), and we discovered after school had started that he needed all new pants! So I also envision ten years from now. My tall son, and my little Mimi bossing him every evening and weekend. It makes me laugh.