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May 8, 2001
*Snap-shots 1: What do you want to be when you grow-up?*
Pixie goes to tiny-tots gym classes every week, but due to the Easter break we didn’t go for two weeks. When she returned to the gym room for the first time she was so excited. She raced through the entire gym circuit like someone had lit a fuse under her. I had no idea she could climb 6 foot high ladders but off she went climbing ladders, scooting through tunnels, walking along balancing beams, bouncing on the trampoline…she did it all. She is PROFOUNDLY active, I am asked continually by the other gym mums, “How old is she again?” because, quite frankly, she is supremely confident on her feet for a 17 month old and everyone is slightly amazed by the dynamo. Jai and I think she might grow up to be a gymnast, or more likely (amidst giggles), she’ll run away to join the circus as a trapeze acrobat! She falls over many, MANY times a day, bashing her head, but she very rarely cries…she’s too busy perfecting the moves to stop and cry over it. She’s remarkably tough. Perfect temperament for a trapeze artist! The only time she really hollered was when we were at a playground and I was helping her walk UP the slide, and she slipped, hit her head on a nasty protruding bolt, and had a lump and bruise the size of a golf ball on her temple. Now this was the sort of injury that makes a mum’s tummy whizz like a mix-master and her head spin like a blender on high speed, I felt ill when I looked at the size of that lump. But hey, she’s one tough chickadee, while other kid’s would’ve screamed blue murder till their terrified parents took them to emergency to check for concussion, Pixie cried for a grand total of 4 minutes! She had a black-and-blue bruise on her forehead for well over a week. I sometimes wonder if all her pain-receptors are plugged in and firing? Either way she’s shaping up to be a dare-devil with absolutely no fear of pain, just my luck eh?
*Snap-shots 2: From the mouth of Babes*
The things Pixie says astound me. The other day I was driving to pick Jai up from work, and I wound the window down for a moment and I hear a little voice pipe up from the backseat, “Cold. Cold. Cold.”
Later, as we were walking past a chicken shop in a food court, a place where I had ONCE stopped to buy Pixie some chips, and she twists around in her pram and calls to me, “Chipzzzz?”
This morning when Jai was in the shower, Pixie opened the glass screen, looked at the water pouring down and pronounces, “Rain.”
Ha! Ha! Ha! I LOVE this age-stage! How cute can you get!
*Snap-shots 3: Uh-oh, online shopping!*
I have just discovered online shopping. Call me slow on the up-take but my, my, my, it's quite a buzz isn't it. Click, click, tap-tap-tap-tap-tap, click, click and WA-LAH, one Little Tikes Climb and Slide Playhouse shall be delivered to Miss Pixie Sephton in a week or so. YIPPEE!!! Yeah, I know it's not Christmas, not even her birthday (unless you count half-birthdays) but the girl is climbing everything in sight, and I fear she might start bouncing off the walls when she's stuck inside during the long-frosty Canberrian winter, so I've made a rather large investment in a throughly cute, bright, plastic gym with a slide, stairs, a tunnel and a platform for indoor play. Can't wait for the postman to come a knockin', I'm CRAZY for Little Tikes toys, especially Little Tikes BIG toys! But I tell you, I ummed and ahhed over spending so much money on a lump of plastic that may or may not hold Pixie's interest, but then I thought, "WHAT THE HELL WOMAN, isn't this what having kids is all about? Not to mention credit cards!"
*Snap-shots 4: Play-mates*
Pixie had some tiny tacker play-mates over to play this week. Boy, what fun did they have chasing each other around the house, giving her teddy bears a tea-party with her new tea-set, and watching videos together, bopping and a-swaying in front of the TV! Ha! While Pixie chased the little boy around and cornered him for a kiss, (no joke, she's a kiss stealer), the mums ate cake and drank copious cups of tea and shared birth stories, as you do when you're getting to know other mums for the first time, and it was GREAT! Pixie and I are starting to make friends in this new city, and it really is rather exciting. I am really enjoying getting to know other children too, and watching Pixie interact with them has to be one of my greatest parenting joys!
What can I say? This is a fine, fine, MIGHTY FINE age-stage, I can thoroughly recommend it.
Hope you’re all having as much fun as we are,
Until next time, all the best, Eloise.
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