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Thursday, December 07, 2006

Ebb and Flow

Yesterday was Genevieve's birthday. She is now two years old. A 30.5-pound, 35.5-inch tall two-year-old. In these two years I have learned two new laws, just as important as any Newton ever dreamed of: the Conservation of Time and Annoyances.

When your child is having a tantrum it seems to drag on for hours and hours, even when only a few minutes have passed. If she is cranky for more than a few minutes it can feel like she's been that way all day. When she is laughing, playing, or sleeping, however, time flies by. This is why on any given day you can be pretty sure that your child is just a menace, which means that time would seem to go on forever. Memory has a good way of letting you forget the bad and remember the good, though, so when looking back on past experiences with your child you remember what a beautiful little angel she is. And how time has flown. And thus we have Conservation of Time.

When you first bring your child home, no matter how sweet the kid, you will notice that babies can be pretty annoying. They just eat, sleep, poop and cry all day and never let you know what all of the fussing is about. Soon they will sleep through the night, which is great except the amount of crying tends to be conserved and now you just get a more concentrated dose of it. Eventually they can speak and tell you want they want. This is a wonderful milestone. Except when they ask for things they can't/shouldn't have and then scream and cry like you are beating them when you say no. Another personal favorite is "Me do it!" or "By self". I really wanted Genevieve to become more independent, but should I really have to explain to her that she can't cut the vegetables with Mommy's sharp knife or walk across a busy parking lot without holding Mommy's hand? So now we have Conservation of Annoyances.

Yeah, G was pretty annoying this morning. Now she's taking a nap. I guess this morning wasn't so bad after all, nor were the past two years. They have definitely flown by, my little angel.

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