Bean Sprout

Where has the time gone? Clementine has sprouted into a little girl right before our eyes! There is nothing baby-ish about her anymore (except maybe the night-time binky routine). She is tall and lean, she speaks far more clearly and is totally insulted by baby-ish things. She is not down with highchairs, strollers or baby cups. She wants whatever the big kids have.

During dinner, we noticed that not once did Clementine hum during the meal. Neither Cam or I could remember the last time she did it. It was such a small quirky thing she did but it was such a reminder that she *loved* her meal intensely. And now it's gone. I miss it.

Gone is her obsession over certain vegetables. I used to have to distract her with keys and post it notes in the produce aisle--she would grab red peppers and start crunching into them immediately. Peppers are out. Sliced cucumbers are in. She still loves her Elmo but there is a new man in her life: his name is Buzz Lightyear. "Buthz?" she starts saying as soon as we get home from pre-school. "Where's Buthz?"

Tonight after school we played in the backyard for awhile. She held up two bottles of bubbles and handed one to me "Mama your pink," and handed me the pink bottle of bubbles. "Mine yellow." She's such a genius. She finished up playtime in the backyard by putting on my gardening gloves and digging in the vegetable beds--then she came in and put on my heels, grabbed her purse and took her dog for a walk. She is a perfect mimic.

She is the happiest person I've ever met and she lives to make us laugh. I had no idea two and a half would be so much fun. For the millionth time in the last 31 months, I wish I could freeze time and keep us all just as we are right now.