It’s the little things

| May 5, 2011

I was thinking the other night that I haven’t been posting as much as I used to.  I feel like I have only been posting the primarily “major” moments for Sam, and not the day-to-day like I did before.  I suppose that it is because Sam’s days have been fairly regular, for lack of a better word.  She is still growing and changing, but not by the leaps and bounds she used to.  It’s just her age, I guess.  When she was small, she changed in what seemed like a blink of an eye, and learned new things moment by moment.  Now, it is more of a small evolution, from baby to toddler to little girl.  We do see changes in her, but not such abrupt ones like before.  It is the little things, though, that are sometimes the things you wish you could remember later when your kids are grown.  So, in that vein, I am going to try to talk about some of the little things that make our Sam who she is.  The things that I do notice, but only for a split second, before moving on to taking care of whatever task is at hand.

Sam has learned how to take off her own clothes, with only a small amount of assistance.

Sam is always, secretly, when no one is watching, trying to put on her own shoes…and sometimes her socks.

She likes to brush her own hair and pick out her barrettes.

Sam will occasionally eat an entire meal with her fork, instead of using her hands. She is even figuring out how to master a spoon.

When she is thinking really hard and can’t figure something out, or when she wants something she can’t reach and is frustrated by it, she opens and closes her fist over and over again, I think without even realizing it.

She also sticks out the tip of her tongue sometimes when she is concentrating, just like her dad.

When Sam knows she is being funny, but is not sure if she is going to get into trouble for it, she gives you a huge closed mouth grin and sort of looks at you sideways with her head tipped down.

She calls Mom and Dad in the most insistent way.  And the way she says Mom and Dad is so clear.  She has never said Mommy, rarely says Mama, and only occasionally says Daddy.  Generally it is a very distinct “Mom” and “Dad” which I find funny because they sound like such grown up words.

We have had to spell for about a month now.  Certain words like “bath” are huge mistakes unless you want to drop everything you are doing and immediately race for the tub.  Sam loves her bath and all you have to do is mention the word and she just has to have one.  Sometimes she gets a bath before bed then wakes up and wants another one.  This from the child who screamed when put into water until she was about 7 months old!

There are a million other things, I am sure, but it is hard to think of them now, instead of when they are happening. But I am going to make an effort to document everything.  Not just the big things. Because every single day, every single hour, with our little Sam is precious, and time is so fleeting, and I don’t want to ever forget anything.  Not one minute with my little girl.

Bling!

| May 1, 2011

Sam has a real obsession with jewelry.  She is a girl after my own heart. 🙂  She is always taking me by the hand over to my jewelry armoire and opening the doors so she can look around.  There is only one drawer full of costume necklaces that I really let her look at because I don’t want her to break any chain accidentally, but she loves it all the same.  She is always pulling the necklaces out one by one and looking at them like they are 24 carat gold.  The smiles on her little face are priceless.  She actually has some jewelry of her own but she is too little to wear any of it still.  Well, all except for that one teething necklace she stole from me.  My mom bought her some stuff for her house that Sam can wear that she can’t hurt herself with.

Last night Mark and I went to Kohl’s to shop for clothes.  Sam got bored being in the stroller so I let her walk around a bit.  We happened to be right next to the jewelry section and I thought her head was going to explode from the excitement!  She ran from case to case laughing and sighing.  Then she spotted all the rows and rows of exposed jewelry.  She had such a good time touching everything (very gently, I might add) and looking at each and every beaded item.  She would sit down and just look and look at each item with such fascination.  I finally was able to drag her away so we could go and find Mark.  He took her around the store for a while so I could shop on my own and he told me they spent most of their time…you guessed it…in the jewelry section.  Hey, at least it kept her quiet and amused. 

We were checking out and Mark had Sam sitting on the counter at the cash register.  I found a necklace in the bottom of the cart and I asked Mark if she had been playing with it.  She had, so I just stuck it off to the side.  The cashier, a young girl with about a million pink bangle bracelets on, asked me if she likes jewlery.  We started talking about how much she loves it and the cashier gave Sam two of her bracelets.  Sam was so excited.  She put them on and wore them in the car the whole way home.  She puts on bracelets and turns her arm back and forth like she is really checking herself out.  So adorable!

Whatever guy Sam winds up with had better keep her in jewelry or all hell will break loose!  Of course, Mark and I both hope that Sam is financially independent and can keep her own cute self in as many jewels as she wants.  Well, that and she will probably wind up with a lot of mine over the years.  But that’s ok.  Passing down your treasured items to your child is just another wonderful part of parenthood.