our daughter, The Kid.

Just a quick house update before I move onto the real post: Nothing much new to report. Between Friday, Saturday, and the open house on Sunday, we had about 12 buyers come through. They all have pretty much said the same thing: ‘Love the house! Beautiful! But we just started looking/master bedroom is a little small/not sure about the slope in the backyard.’ All of these are things we have no control over, so we wait. The good news is we are getting generally good feedback and we are having lots of traffic. Another showing tomorrow and 2 more scheduled for Friday. We leave for vacation (!!!) on Sunday and we have until June 15 to sell before the contract on the new house is up. We can still keep ours on the market at that point and hope we sell ours before they do, then we can put in another offer on it, which is most likely what we will do if we have to. But REALLY? I HOPE WE DON’T HAVE TO DO THAT. In fact, Universe, it would be awesome if we had an offer come in this week before we left for the beach. Not that I’m being demanding or anything. Just a suggestion. KTHXBAI.

In other news, my kid? Is turning awesome. Sure, she’s still a toddler and has many moments of crankiness, but the past couple of weeks have seen a dramatic decrease in the Not Listening To Mommy And Daddy Moments. That has been great for everyone, and we’ve been having so much fun with her.

She’s really growing up. She turned 26 months old last week. We’re getting to the point where counting in months is kind of weird, actually. I mostly say ‘She just turned 2.’ when people ask how old she is, because saying ’26 months’ just sounds and feels awkward. But TWO sounds SO OLD. WHAAAA, MY BABY IS TWO.

She’s talking in full sentences all the time, though we’re probably the only ones who understand her most of the time (she likes to add about 8 extra syllables to things.) She is becoming quite helpful around the house- she likes to help me unload the dishwasher. She does just the silverware (after I quickly remove the actual sharp utensils) but she can see up into the drawer and puts them in the right slots (even if they are upside down!) After the silverware is emptied, she announces, ‘ALL DONE!’ and wanders off to play.

Maggie is also turning into quite the joke-ster and entertainer. She loves to make us laugh and acts like a complete goofball most of the day. She likes to randomly run up behind me and pinch my butt. ‘PINCH!’, she yells. She loves being the center of attention at family gatherings (which is a given since she’s the only kid on either side) She sings constantly: nursery rhymes, songs from her Disney CD or her Disco Dance Party CD we listen to in the car, and lately even some songs from Cinderella.

Oh Cinderella. She’s been obsessed with this lately. Every morning after breakfast, the first question is ‘Watch Cinderella?’ Sometimes it’s not even a question. ‘Watch Cinderella!!!’ She sings the songs with the mice, and today I caught her repeating the mean words that Cinderella’s step-mother says (‘CLEAN IT! WASH IT! DO IT AGAIN!’) She also gets very concerned when Cinderella’s necklace is ripped off by her step-sisters.

She loves books too. Dr. Suess is turning into a big favorite, along with a huge, awesomely illustrated nursery rhyme book. She will sit and ‘read’ to herself for quite a while, singing and talking about the pictures and using her imagination to tell herself the stories.

And smart. I know everyone says this about their kid and really a lot of kids are smart. But she never ceases to amaze us with her memory. I forget sometimes that she just turned 2 because the things she remembers are mind-boggling (even the things I don’t WANT her to remember!) She remembers where specific things are in Grandma’s house- toys, mostly. She talks about how we went on PapPap’s boat a couple of weeks ago- like I’m having a full conversation with my kid about this! She knows it’s Molly’s (our real estate agent’s) name on the for sale sign in our yard. And she’s talk talk talking about our beach trip next week, who is going to be there, we’re going to ‘pway in da sand’ and ‘svim in da wat-ahr’ (complete with swimming motions!) She also remembers if I randomly promised her something in the car just to get her to SHUT UP, OH MY GOD. An hour later at home? She remembers. CRAP. Gone are the days of fooling my kid.

Mostly though, she just cute. The hair? It kills us dead.

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