Norah recently started saying her own name. It sounds something like, "No-no." The other day she was peacefully entertaining herself in the backseat. We realized she was "singing" her ABCs, and when she was done she congratulated herself by saying, "Yaaaaaay No-no." She proceeded to tell herself, "Mo. Mo." (More.) And then she sang them again.
As we walked out of school tonight she patted her head and said, "Wind." "Blow." (The wind was blowing her hair.)
When she gets excited she balls up her fists and says (in sort of a growly voice), "Ahhhhhhhhh." Lately, when we pull into the driveway she says, "Home." "Ahhhhhhhh." I guess that is a good sign.
Norah is somewhat obsessed with drawers and doors. They must be closed. Always. Completely. We can't get her to focus on anything else until the door or drawer, which may only be open a fraction of an inch, is properly closed.
Now on to the not-so-funny...
She has started occasionally hitting us. She obviously knows it is wrong, but we haven't figured out how to deal with it yet. Time outs have not been effective so far. Distraction doesn't stand a chance. I have also tried getting down at her level and right in her face, holding her arms at her sides and calmly (but sternly) letting her know hitting is not appropriate. Unfortunately that typically leads to her head butting me. That's right. Headbutting. Uh-huh. My 21-month old headbutts me. Not my proudest moment.
So anyway, all we have been able to do is take away what ever she is playing with at the moment, let her cry it out, and eventually move on to something else. Or if the hitting is happening at bedtime we just stick her right in bed. We give her ample warning that if she hits again we will take XX away or she will go straight to bed, but that has never worked either. As Seth and I said last night, we're sure it's a phase, but that doesn't mean we can ignore it until it's over.
And now back to my sweet and completely innocent child:
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