A couple of weeks a go it was Elisabeth’s second birthday. Last year we threw her a party for friends and family and had a great time, but this year we felt like celebrating it with just the 3 of us. My husband had taken the day off so we had a nice long weekend. Elisabeth was still a bit snotty from the horrible cold she had and it was freezing cold outside so we decided to stay in and just have fun with opening presents and playing with balloons. And what a lot of fun she had, we had piled all her presents on the sofa in the conservatory (or ‘my sertatory’ as Elisabeth calls it) and she didn’t wait around long to open them. She wasn’t quite as excited about her decorated high chair, as soon as she saw it she started pulling the (handmade!) paper chain and said: ‘Mummy take it off please’. Never mind, maybe next year she will appreciate the effort :-). In the afternoon she baked a cake with my husband and very much enjoyed eating some of it (even though we reduced the sugar by about two thirds!). All in all it was a lovely day.
As she is now 2 and clearly a big girl (she reminds us of this often), we have made some changes. Because she is so tall (No idea who she gets that from, ha!), we have been struggling to get her in and out of her highchair without injuring her legs. So the highchair has been moved out of the kitchen and she now eats her meals ‘like mummy and daddy’ on a normal chair. The first few days it was
quite a challenge impossible to keep her sitting on her chair and actually eat her dinner, she was too excited that she now had the choice of whether she was in the mood to have dinner or whether she would rather run around. Even though she loves food quite a lot, she loves running around more. We decided not to make a big deal out of it and let her enjoy her new found freedom for a bit, hoping that soon the novelty would wear off and food would become more interesting again. Which it did. So after a few hungry nights, she is now eating as well as she was in her high chair. Not bad for a 2 year old.
Change number two was a little more worrying. Those of you who have been following this blog for a while might have noticed that we have not had an easy ride getting our little monkey to sleep. But we thought she was ready to sleep in a big girl’s bed. So this weekend we took the side off her cot bed. She was very excited and spent ages getting in and out of her ‘new’ bed. She loved it. At this point my husband
foolishly thought she would just get in and go to sleep when she was meant to. I was not quite so hopeful. Unfortunately I was right. I knew it was going to be difficult to get her into bed but I was determined to get it right first time and not let her get the better of me. So we read a story, had a cuddle and she was happy to get into bed. Result, you might think, not quite. She was happy to go into bed and do a little pretend sleep, as she does, and get up again. I told her it was time to go to bed, gave her a cuddle and put her back in bed. I did this twice and then stopped saying anything, but just putting her back into bed. I did this 77 (!) times before she got the point and stayed in bed. I stayed with her until she was asleep and the whole thing lasted less than an hour, not too bad for a 2 year old.
Last night we were both a little concerned that she would play up again at bedtime, but after she had a story and a cuddle, I put her in bed, she turned over and went to sleep. Not bad at all for a 2 year old!