Twenty-Seven Months of Toddler Frances

Frances's twenty-seven months birthday was not great, I have to admit.  We started the day with story time at the local library.  Before she began, the librarian mentioned, (almost) as politely as she could, that there were lots of children who enjoyed story time and children who did not enjoy sitting and listening to stories should be removed so as not to disturb the other children.  Guess who didn't enjoy sitting and listening to stories?  Frances was much more interested in running on the stage behind the librarian.  We left.  The day unraveled from there.  By evening, Frances had earned her first time out for throwing a book at momma's head during dinner.  She did not enjoy it.  After her 30-second time out, she spent about five minutes telling me her doll was sad and needed a hug.  Everyone got lots of hugs, then we finger painted. 

Twenty-Seven Months Fun Facts

• Language: Four-word phrases are almost her norm now.  She's progressed from saying "Daddy choo-choo" over and over to "Daddy ride orange train."  One of my favorite Frances phrases right now is "No, thank you though."  She seems to have a grasp of the basic colors.  And everything takes two minutes; she's forever telling me to "Wait two minutes."
• Counting: She still doesn't start on the number one, but she can make it from two to eleven and often beyond.  She's not quite as obsessed with it now as she was last month.
• Food Wars:  As I've mentioned before, Frances is not a big eater.  I've tried not to make eating into a battle ground, I hope with some success.  She still wins many battles - it is not at all unusual for her to skip dinner completely - but I feel I'm winning the war.  Her ribs are less prominent and it may be time to stop lacing her milk with half and half, and her everything else with butter.
• Favorite game: For months now, Frances has loved to play "Peek."  It used to involve Frances hiding, me pretending to look for a missing friend and then finding Frances and feigning shock that she is not the missing friend.  Then she would tell me where the missing friend was.  Daddy, it turns out, spends all his time on the train and Mimi cooks a lot.  Now, Frances just hides under any available thing and hollers "Peek!" until I find her and tickle her. We do this a lot.  Her imagination is in full swing, too.  She picks apples almost everyday and cooks me dinner about four times a day.  I'm stuffed.
• Locomotion: Her running is getting faster and faster.  It is now actively a problem, as she can get away from me and into trouble in no time flat.  I've decided never to take her to another CVS with a doorway onto a busy street.  Trips to CVS with Frances are the stuff of nightmares right now.
• Obsession: Boys.  This kid likes boys.  Right now, her favorite boy is Henry from the gym's nursery.  She'll also make due with Zach or Charlie, though she may slip up and call them "Henry."  Leaving Henry at the gym each morning involves lots of hugs and "See you later!"s and promises from me that we will see Henry again tomorrow.  Frances is also obsessed with names right now.  She's discovered that we are "Mark" and "Mogan" as well as "Daddy" and "Momma."  We spend lots of time listing the names of friends and family and she wants to know the names of children on the playground.  "What's her name, momma?" is a frequent refrain.

Until next month!