Hug Twice

Alexa is walking more and more, and choosing to walk over crawl more often than not. Even though she is still not steady on her feet, I want her to be able to walk around outside when we go for our walks when she’s ready, so Friday I took her to get measured for her first pair of shoes.

To prepare her for this, I took a pair of shoes she had been given by a friend that looked like they were about her size. She’s never worn shoes before, because I don’t get the kids shoes until they start walking. Well, she flipped out. Like, totally flipped out. She screeched and screamed and tried to get the shoes off and then once she managed to, she put them on her hands and then she was happy.

Not a great start.

So I took her to the shoe store that I get CJ’s shoes at to be fitted for her first shoes. CJ has XW feet (when he started walking, they were XXW so at least we’ve improved a little bit) so I have to take him to a specialty shoe store. I wanted to take Alexa to the same place because they do a great job with measuring their feet and fitting the shoes, and I want her first pair to be right. Especially if she also has wide feet.

I warned the shoe fitter about the freakouts, but for him, she was fine. She got her feet measured, and she is a 4 1/2 medium. Medium. Not wide, not narrow, just average. Whew.

Of course, as soon as the salesman left to do something else, Alexa flipped out on me and tried to pry the shoes off. But for the salesman, she’s an angel. Of course.

She’s still not happy with the shoes. But she’ll at least wear them on our walks. But she won’t… walk. She will stand up in them once in a while though.

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Last night, I went to the promotion ceremony for the taekwondo studio I train and work at. I left my house a little early so I arrived at the facility a wee bit ahead of schedule, and there was a good song playing on the radio. So I stayed in my car, singing along with the radio until the song was over, and then got out of my car and went inside. While I was doing that, one of my new white belt students (about 7 years old) pulled up with her mother and went inside as well.

Once I got inside, the student ran up to me and started saying “You were in your car! You were singing with the radio! I didn’t know you did that!”

I agreed that I was, and said that I was just a regular person, just like her, and I liked singing along with the radio.

Her response? “I didn’t know a teacher was a real person.”

Indeed.

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CJ had chicken nuggets for lunch today. That in itself is nothing surprising. We cut his nuggets up into pieces, because I am neurotic mommy, and he doesn’t bite them, just shoves the whole thing in his mouth if they aren’t cut. So his nuggets were cut in quarters on his plate.

After a while he decided he was done and left the table without cleaning up his plate (again not a surprise). The surprise came next. Alexa climbed up into his chair, picked up a chicken nugget quarter, and after wiping off the barbeque sauce, stuck it in her mouth.

And what seems so small to me for CJ (the nugget quarters) seemed so big to me for Alexa. I held my breath and watched her chew, and chew, and chew, and eventually peeked in her mouth and was happy to see that the chicken pieces in there were pretty pulverized.

That was all she ate, I guess one quarter was enough. Or maybe she wasn’t fond of the barbeque sauce. She was really funny about that. She wiped the sauce onto her other hand, and then wiped her hand on the chair. It was cute. She’s so particular.

And I guess I’ll have to add chicken nuggets to her menu. At least that isn’t all she eats… unlike a certain little boy… she happily had green beans, flounder, and salad for dinner. CJ… didn’t.

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CJ likes to play a number of the games that are on Disney dot com.  I’m constantly amazed at how well he understands them and how well he does at them.  Most of them are for shows neither of us have ever seen, but he enjoys them and asks for specific ones by name.

And now for the confession…  I sometimes play the Kim Possible games even when he’s not around.

I must go now, I have to beat level 5 something important to do, I think.

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CJ brought home easter candy from school at the end of last week, and in his basket was a package of skittles. I usually let him pick one piece of candy and then put the rest away, and remove anything that makes me nervous before it reappears, but of course, he wanted the skittles.

Skittles are hard. And round. They make me nervous. CJ doesn’t chew candy - he sucks on it. Argh.

I took a deep breath and poured the (tiny) package of skittles into a bowl. CJ took one out, and just like I thought he would, he stuck it in his mouth and sucked on it. I watched him carefully, and he didn’t chew, and didn’t chew. I suggested he chew, but he ignored me. Then he got bored, took the skittle out of his mouth, and without a word, stuck it in mine.

Well… okay then.

And once I got over my surprise, he stuck the other 10 skittles still in the bowl in my mouth too. Good thing I like skittles…

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