A week ago, that is. We had two birthday celebrations for her, one with her “MimiNono” grandparent unit, who were visiting at the time, and one at our local mini-zoo with many of her friends. Both went well and she was satisfied with being the focus of everybody’s attention. She blew out all her candles (with some help from her over-eager brother.)
A true “three-nager,” she is funny, lovely, affectionate and maddening all at the same time. Her moods shift dramatically from one moment to the next. She is particularly suspicious of any prolonged and direct smiling at her (mostly by her mother) as she interprets it as possible mockery and an affront to her dignity. She then utters an indignant “uh-uh!!” But any moodiness tends to disappear quickly.
She is still quite stubborn in general, and extremely picky about the clothes she will and won’t wear. Any clothing item that has buttons, for example, is subject to being completely snubbed or downright mistreated. Her love for tights is still strong. Purple is the new pink. Actually, lately, black is the new pink as well, which is strange for a preschooler, no? Do we have a future little Goth on our hands?
She is still progressing rapidly in all three languages. Her pronunciation is very good and she retains words well. She is a little chatterbox in any language.
Enthusiastic about everything, she is up for car-rides, pool outings, restaurant meals… You name it.
She absolutely loves to “swim” and has figured out how to propel herself independently, wearing her water wings.
She loves to dance with Daddy and she is honing in her singing skills. I thought I detected a slight vibrato the other day.
She enjoys her push-bike but is a bit of a klutz. She easily falls down and knocks into things.
She really likes painting and drawing on her own now — I’m welcoming a break from her commanding me to draw this and that now that she has the skills to do it herself.
Favorite TV shows: Masha and the bear, Peppa Pig (sometimes), Ponyo, Star Wars still (for the robots mostly)…
When her mother isn’t around to have power struggles with, she eats very well and doesn’t shy away from new foods (she loves eating from people’s plates). Her appetite varies a lot. She loves eggs and croissants for breakfast.
She likes the idea of sweets more than the flavor of them, she tends to be done after a bite or two and doesn’t really like cookies. Chocolate is a notable exception.
Napping doesn’t happen at home anymore, but doesn’t seem to be a problem at school. She tends to enjoy going to bed, and sleeps well, with the occasional stealth visit to our bedroom in the early morning. She will either silently stand in a dark corner of the bedroom watching us sleep like a horror movie ghost child, or creep into bed with us.
She mostly gets along famously with her brother — except when he teases her, which happens often. They love to prepare “picnics,” and feed various babies.
They like to “swim” in the bathtub and make “soup” or “coffee” for each other. They are quite considerate of each other, if one hurts the other it’s usually not a problem to apologize and they are genuinely concerned for any potential “Aua” (owie).
Now that Zora is officially in Kindergarten (which starts at age 3 in Germany) she can play in the big playground with Axel at recess, and from what I’ve heard they play together a lot, and even share the same best friend.