Genevieve turned two on April 30th, and she’s definitely beginning to show signs of rebellion. But mostly it’s hilarious to see her furrow her brow and shout “No! Mine!,” so it’s easy to overlook. She still eats just as much as she ever did and the same huge variety, so I’m no longer worried as I once was when people would say “Oh she eats well now, but just wait until she’s 2 and can decide for herself.” She’ll eat nearly any vegetable I put in front of her, unless it’s something I can barely stomach myself like steamed spinach (bleh), and she’ll even eat in any restaurant we’ve taken her to, including Afghan, Vietnamese, Salvadorean, etc. Basically, I think her rule of thumb is that if we’re eating it, it must be good. Occasionally I’ll treat her to an organic burger and olive-oil french fries from our excellent local fast food place (Elevation Burger), but her most frequently requested meals (the request in Vivi-talk is “How ’bout….?”) are fish fingers, eggs, or soup, plus veggie, tomatoes, cheese/yogurt, and fruit. Yes, she eats all of that at every meal. At her 2-year well-child visit, she measured a whopping 37 inches…literally off the charts in height–the nurse said “Occasionally I’ll tell a parent their kid is off the chart when they’re above the 100th percentile, but this child is literally off the page, so I’ll just have to write in her height,” and she’s 85th percentile in weight. Oh, the joys of bean-poledom begin.
For those of you who are interested in her potty-training skills (a surprising number of people seem to be, unless they just consider it polite conversation to ask me whether she still uses diapers), we are just approaching the actual attempts to go in the mini-potty. She’s had a potty and the books for months, so she knows what it’s all about, but now the trick is just to get her going in it. Meanwhile our nanny is content to let her wear diapers until she’s three, so it seems this is going to be my journey alone (oh, and Nate’s…ha! no, I kid. It will be mine alone).
I’ve had a busy couple of months, but I know family love to get these updates, so I’ll do my best to keep up now that I’m no longer traveling the country for work. I have one last trip (a drive! thank goodness) to West Virginia, which I’m really looking forward to, as it’s a beautiful part of the country and only 4 hours away. I’m 25 weeks pregnant today with baby girl #2, and I’m still feeling great. My weight is exactly the same as it was last time, so I’m feeling good but guilty for not working out more. I still have thank-you cards to write for Vivi’s gifts, so if you haven’t gotten one yet, hang in there! I am printing pictures this week and will send them ASAP. Speaking of pictures, I’m going to upload some now and some videos, so check back soon for those. The best is Vivi diving into her birthday cupcake face-first. Daddy’s little champion eater!