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Last night, Claire & I had a long talk about how a sign of maturity is being able to put your responsibilities ahead of your feelings. We do what needs to be done, because it needs to be done. Doing so with a smile doesn’t mean you enjoy it; it means you’re not willing to give it the power to ruin your day.
I told her that it’s okay to hate the early morning alarms, but it’s not okay to act poorly based on those emotions.
(The photo I posted of yesterday’s First Day of School belies the true mood. *ahem*)
Today’s morning routine was a complete turn-around from yesterday’s debacle. I could tell the amount of energy it took, but she did it, and she did it with a smile.
My baby’s growing up.
I took Claire to the pediatrician today to have her finger checked out. (It’s just a sprain, no need to splint nor amputate. Heh.) She did NOT want to go. I told her if she was good, we could watch Indiana Jones and Raiders of the Lost Ark tonight.
Not only was she fantastic, she quoted both Star Trek AND John Wayne to the doctor (He was barely containing himself! Ha!), and then asked if we could sneak out the back exit. He said we could, but she wouldn’t get a sticker that way, and she said, “Really? Cool!”
Yep, we’ve reached the milestone where Pediatrician Stickers are for babies, but doing anything to see Indy is totally cool, and sneaking out the back way is acceptable.
I’m not gonna lie; I got a little misty-eyed.
…that’s how many minutes Claire has logged in her reading log. We started the log on May 24th, the day after school got out for the summer!
Yes, that’s over SIX THOUSAND minutes.
The first school reading program goal was set at 120 minutes.
The stretch goal was set at 240 minutes.
Yeah, she had that completed the very first day.
What can I say? She loves to read. We don’t do a lot of TV screen time in our house (maybe a show here and there…), and when she’s not playing outside or doing her chores, she’s reading. Sometimes, she’s reading while outside. That’s great, too.
The other day, she hit an interesting milestone, one I knew would happen eventually, but I wasn’t sure when. I held Claire as she cried over the death of a character in a book. “Now keep reading,” I said as I dried her tears. “You’ll love how it ends.” This is truly a life lesson.
What was she reading? Harry Potter. …Seven. Yes, she’s only 8.5, but here’s where I explain myself!
I started reading the series to her ages ago, and we got up to Book Six. I told her that when she was old enough to read the entire series herself, she could do so and then continue on to Book Seven.
Well, challenge accepted! What I thought would take months (if not years) took not much time at all, and there you have it.
We talked about how if the book got too intense, it was okay to put it down and come back to it later, but she did really well with it. This brought back such vivid memories for me of when I read Henry James’ Turn of the Screw for the first time. That book scared me so much that I was completely terrified but couldn’t put it down. I still get goosebumps just thinking about it! *shudder*
Claire and I talked about the fact that some of her favorite characters in Harry Potter were not going to make it to the end of the series. There are lovely characters who die, and that’s sad, but you know what? That’s life. Lovely characters die, and we find a way to deal with it and move on, replacing the sadness in our hearts with happy memories.
She has since finished the whole series and is really glad she did. Now, she’s moved on to The Sisters Grimm, all by herself this time.
…so if you ever need to find Claire, I suggest you look in a book. That would be a great place to start!
When Claire was little, I’d take a picture of her on the 30th of every month. February nearly put me over the edge.
“Do I take her picture on the 28th? Or the 1st? Do I factor in every leap year into her true age? Oh, screw it. I can’t wait to switch to counting her age in years!” I’d mutter to myself.
As she got older, I stopped counting her age in months. She wanted me to take a picture of her outfit today, and I was reminded that February doesn’t have a 30.
So, just for old time’s sake…
She’s 99 months old today!
(Almost. Silly February…)
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