Normally, Thoughtful Thursday is reserved for a profound or even pithy quote. No such luck today, sorry! I am immensely grateful for the kind and encouraging comments on my last post. And TCIE had a great point: wouldn't it be neat to see Jesus as a toddler? :) Thanks for reading and encouraging me on the journey.
Toddlerhood is still challenging, but I'm finally learning a few things here and there. And perhaps my last post didn't highlight the excitement, interaction, and discovery that this age brings. Amid the tantrums and other difficult moments, the squeals of joy at a new activity make up for them.
Call Me Mama (hmm, sounds like a pop song parody? :) ) asked if I had read any books on toddlerhood. So far, our go-to book for everything has been Toddler 411, which doesn't just cover discipline but also medical and emotional issues. I also have been reading The Happiest Toddler on the Block, a follow-up to The Happiest Baby on the Block, which we used when KB was a little baby.
So far, The Happiest Toddler on the Block has some neat guiding principles when it comes to dealing with little ones. I sort of prefer that to minute, nit-picky details. After all, each child is different!
Today I came across this article on Faith and Family Live. It discusses how parents may thrive at different stages of their children's lives. Talk about a relief! It's easy to feel guilty sometimes when a stage of childhood isn't fun or doesn't come natural. And sometimes I have felt like a high school freshman trying to navigate the first day of school. But considering I was never around a lot of babies (unlike my husband, who was 13 when his little sister was born), at least I've survived so far!!! :)
A couple weeks ago I had to take KB with me to Irish Dance class while my husband went to a funeral visitation. I was surprised to see KB try to follow me and mimic some of the movement (not the footwork! It's complicated!). She smiled and giggled too. I danced with her in utero up until the 8th month of pregnancy, so hopefully some kind of love for dance got passed on to her!!
And speaking of things that get passed on to kids, check out my little girl at St.arbux. She stole my stole my smoothie!