My little St. Patrick’s Day baby turned two years old today! It seems like just yesterday Charlotte was a teeny tiny little thing. She is now into everything and thinks that she’s the boss around here. Oh, and just in case you didn’t know – everything is hers! Even that big bowl of chips that they always put in the middle of the table at Mexican restaurants.
Charlotte can also be really sweet. She adores her big brother (when she’s not fighting with him over a toy). She also loves giving hugs and cuddling.
Charlotte still doesn’t have a lot of hair, but don’t let her babyish looks fool you. She is one strong, determined little girl. And she is fearless. I’m somewhat surprised that Trenton was the first one out of our kids to need stitches.
Sleeping through the night is not something that Charlotte does on a regular basis. I’m hoping that once we get the bedroom totally set up with new beds, she can settle into a routine. Charlotte still sleeps with a paci (and uses it in the car and sometimes during the day too), so I’m thinking that since she’s not sleeping great anyway, I might as well take it away soon. I’m sure Jarrod would prefer that any sleepless nights happen before he starts classes at the beginning of the month.
Charlotte has hit a major growth spurt since we left Virginia. We met with our new pediatrician last week, and Charlotte has taken a big jump on the growth charts. Finally all of that good eating that she does is paying off!
Weight: 25 pounds – 50th percentile
Height: 34.25 inches – 75th percentile
Today was a nasty, rainy, cold St. Patrick’s Day, so we planned for indoor activities. We headed downtown to check out MY Museum (Monterey County Youth Museum). The place was really neat. Most everything in the museum was geared toward the toddler/preschool/early elementary age. The museum was small enough that Jarrod and I didn’t get totally worn out chasing after the kids, but big enough to keep the kids entertained for a couple of hours. The kids drove a boat through Monterey Bay, built a house, dressed up in costumes and paraded on stage, worked in a garden, cooked up a healthy meal, drove an ambulance, worked in a hospital, bought flowers at the flower shop, and played in a tree house. They already want to go back!
After the museum, we headed out for lunch. Charlotte got a flowerpot cake with a candle for dessert. And she cried the whole time we sang to her. Apparently she already has issues with getting older!