Better Than Intro To Psychology :>

It's been too long since I last posted— unacceptable and my apologies. As you can see, though, I am in the process of revamping the blog and figuring out a schedule that works. This top-secret project I've been working on, though, has been ever-consuming but one that should produce stellar end results.

Nui Nui has been in rapid development mode. My pics have migrated to Instagram, which would be candy if you can join me there.

We took Nui Nui to the park yesterday and my fear came true— she tumbled down the stairs up to the slide. She has the tendency to climb up and sit too close to the top of the stairs. She had a pretty stunted fall and thankfully walked away shaken but ok. Mom was telling me about her conversation with her today and apparently she hurt her foot. A conversation. Mom commented, 'we can have conversations now'. Nui Nui told Mom 'foot hurt'. Poor baby.

I've been trying to teach her a bunch of things as well and she seems to be making great progress. Today, for example, she took her first shower— sans a single drop of fuss— without the stool inside the tub. She even put her head under the streaming water to rinse her hair. I've been teaching her how to put on lotion, clean with body wash, and even put conditioner in her hair. Our toilet-training efforts, too, I think have improved since we started our pee-poo chart.

We find that Nui Nui picks up words very quickly and is moving on to saying more sophisticated phrases. Papa cramp, she said today, when Grandpa got a cramp. Read the book.

Another interesting thing, which I kind of test her on, is her ability to know emotions/feelings. She knows what happy/smile is, mimics my laughing, and identifies crying, sad, and hurt. One funny thing happened both yesterday and today. I was trying to teach her to not lay/leave her things on the floor. Yesterday it was her shoes. Today it was these toy rings. Both instances, I asked her to pick them up/put them away and each time she didn't want to. So I told her that it was dangerous and that someone can trip over them. I then walked over them and pretended to slip and fall on the ground. She ran to me and then suddenly burst out crying. And you could see she was a mixture of guilty and angry— guilty that she didn't pick up the toys as I had asked (with reason/explanation) and angry?, sad?, or definitely emotional that I had fallen and seemed hurt. Mom says that she really cares about me and doesn't want to see me hurt. I just find it fascinating and curious to know what she is thinking.

This is better than Intro to Psychology... :> lmfao.

Anywho. We've, as always, have been having a blast. Weekends are never long enough and Mondays are the toughest. Mom's scheduled for surgery on her other eye this week so it'll be a tiring one and crossing my fingers this one goes as well as the last.

Time is flying by, which means I must be having crazy fun :> Feels like xmas is just around the corner :> The crazy wind here doesn't make it difficult. :<

Nui Nui at the top of the slide before her fall.


What have you been up to lately? Share below, we'd love to hear! :>