Guess who is giant and perfect? Evelyn! That's who.
Two-year check-up went great. Evelyn is just over 30 pounds of awesome (the 87th percentile), and she is more than 36 inches of amazing (the 96th percentile). I honestly was surprised by those numbers. The percentiles are roughly the same as they were six months ago, but I feel like her growing has slowed down, like she isn't quite so much bigger than the other kids her age. I guess it is all perspective. Cuz she huge. (Also, her head size is in the freakin' 98th percentile...crazy!)
So we're supposed to wean her 100% off the bottle (which we aren't going to do) and switch her to 2% milk (again, nope), and start to implement a little discipline here and there. Doctor said timeout or "reasoning with her" is developmentally appropriate at this age. I asked Jon to talk about discipline because last night there was an incident that made me think she is ready. Evelyn, my mysterious girl, took a crayon and started drawing on the hardwood floor. "No! We do NOT draw on the floor!" I said sternly as I crouched down to talk to her face-to-face. "We color on paper! See, let's get a fresh sheet of paper to color on!" That worked for about a second, before I turned around and she was coloring on the floor again! "No, Evelyn, you may NOT draw on the floor!" and I took away the crayons. She got a glint in her eye, a little smirk, got a new crazyon from somewhere else and did it AGAIN! (Thank god for Mr. Clean Magic Eraser...I should buy stock in that heavenly product.) So what is the right thing to do there? She clearly understands what she is doing is againt the rule, but she also likes to push my buttons. I don't love the idea of timeout yet. So I just distracted her on to something else and moved on.
Parenting is a mystery. A delightul, crazy, exhausting, better-than-words-can-convey, mystery. I really do love it.
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