Here are her stats:
Weight- 20.4 pounds, 4%
Length- 31 inches, 31%
Head circumference- 18.5 inches, 64%
Despite the fact that she's teeny tiny (we're just glad she's on the charts) she packs a punch. She's energetic, enthusiastic and determined. She has opinions and she wants those opinions to be known, and she won't quit until she's heard. She still isn't talking much other than the decisive yes (or more often yah) or no, but in spite of that she communicates amazingly well (she's made up some of her own signs for things like more and now!) and her comprehension is fantastic. She follows directions like a pro.
"Soph, will you go get your blanket?" "Could you throw this in the garbage for me?" "Where's your pink bear?" Or "You can choose three books." She actually selects way more than three, but I never said that counting was her strength. Not yet anyway.
She can point to body parts and loves chasing her big sis around. She insists on sitting in any chair at the dinner table but her own and often bursts into tears when her requests are denied (sometimes she needs to take a minute to compose herself, usually on Mom and Dad's bed) and wants to wash her hands every time she's in the bathroom. She's interested in everything Lydia's doing, but is happy to do her own thing when sister clearly needs her own space. She won't slide down the slide if there is anything that remotely resembles an insect on any part of the slide. She even finds blades of grass bothersome enough to prevent her from sliding down, but once the slide passes her inspection she happily cruises down it again and again and again. And as much as she enjoys the slide, her true love is the swing. She gets giddy excited when anyone mentions swinging on the swing. Above all, she LOVES LOVES LOVES reading books and somehow my nighttime routine with her is not nearly as acceptable as what she and her Dad have established. I can read three books to her just as well, I think, as Jon does, but he sings Constellation by Jack Johnson and Sophie Frazier, an altered Marci Playground song, and I simply can't compete with that. Why won't Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes cut it? At least she puts up with, and from what I can tell actually really enjoys it, after bath time. I'll take what I can get.
And we just can't get enough of her!
This reminds me of her mother when she was a little girl. Becca loved playing dress ups, eating, story time, stuffed animals, carrying her purse around, and playing with her sibs and friends. I don't remember her being picky, but she did prefer the purple plate. Firecracker could have been used to describe her. She lit a fire under most of the boys who met her including the doctors who delivered her, Dr. Steele and Dr. Bryner. Sophie's stats are amazing for a firecracker, Who'd have thought such a tiny thing could pack such a punch? As for her intellect, that's is not surprising. Her mom was pretty intuitive and still is.
ReplyDeleteSophie, Sophie, Sophie. Your younger cousin weighs 30% more than you do. He is a full 3 inches taller. But I still think you could take him in a wrestling match because you have so much spunk.
ReplyDeleteShe's so cute!! Firecracker indeed! :)
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