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Tuesday, November 16, 2010
Since Declan has been slow coming into language, I have made some observations that might pass other parents by. The more words children acquire, the more unreasonable demands they make. This is a direct, straight line correlation. Thanks to a year of intensive speech therapy with the good folks at Access Schools, Declan's demands are now pretty incessant.
Whenever we are in the car, he points the opposite direction to where we are headed and demands to go the other way. Whatever song is playing in the car, Declan demands "Different song on!" Apparently, Mama's little hipster hates every song ever written. A couple of weeks ago, Declan woke us up at 3 AM hollering that he wanted to go to the pumpkin patch and wanted to go NOW. Almost daily I get a demand to go either to the airport or the grocery store. How did he intuit the two places I least enjoy taking him to? I have no idea.
Here is his demand this morning. It's a crummy video, but kind of a tearjerker if your name happens to be either Grandma or Grandpa.
Posted by Lee-Ann Whitlock at 8:50 AM
Sunday, November 7, 2010
Tonight we went to an authentic Mexican fiesta - it was our housekeeper Sylvia's daughter's 3rd birthday. Apparently in Mexican culture, the 3rd birthday for girls is a mini-quinceanera. A tresanera if you will. So it was a 3rd birthday with a rented hall, catered dinner a dj, and a 100+ guests.
I think these people just like to party.
Declan had a great time running around after all the other kids. None of whom apparently have bedtimes.
After the big kids finished a rousing game of musical chairs, Declan dragged his own chair into the center of the room and climbed up on it as if to say "What's the big deal?".
Posted by Lee-Ann Whitlock at 7:48 PM