My girl has an amazing memory....about some things. Saying "please" when she asks for something? Not such a good memory. But about completely unimportant things, she can remember the oddest stuff. For instance, yesterday we were getting ready to leave to go swimming at the community center (I'll write about that in a minute). She told me, "We going in the truck. We not go in the blue car. We ride in the blue car to Kaden's church. I wear pigtails. They have food there."
So let me explain that she's only ridden in "the blue car" a couple of times. Usually her car seat is in the truck and that's the only vehicle she rides in. But a few times in her short life my husband has needed the truck and she and I have ridden in the car. The last time that happened was in JULY when we went to Kaden's church (back before Kaden moved away). And yes, she had pig tails in her hair that day. And yes, they had food there. We ate lunch there afterwards. And she remembers! So is she smart, or just strange????
She also remembers things like going hiking with some friends back in October (every time we see them she asks if we're going hiking), or remembering who gave her what toy (she reminds me almost every day that Grandma gave her Thomas and Uncle Jack gave her Rosie and Lady, speaking of her trains). She remembers how to get to the various places we normally drive. Strange, I tell you.
Here's something that made me laugh lately. The other night before bed she was singing her Piglet bathtub toy a lullaby while taking a bath. When it came time for me to put her in bed I jokingly started singing her the same lullaby: "Go to sleep, go to sleep, go to sleep little Rachel...." and she immediately chimed in, with the same tune, "Time to get up, time to get up, time to get up, little Rachel...." Then last night I started singing, "It's time to take a bath, it's time to take a bath, high-ho the dairy-o, it's time to take a bath." And immediately she continued, "It's time to stay downstairs, it's time to stay downstairs....." you get the idea. I had to laugh.
Okay, so....swimming. Yesterday we decided to go to the community center to swim. They have a huge leisure pool with a zero entry pool for little ones, a playground in the water with a slide, water falls, sprayers, and so forth. Great place for kids. We'd talked about going many times and just never had done it. When we told her she was SO excited and jumped up and down until we left. When we got there she couldn't wait to get in the water. She immediately went for the playground. You climb up a few stairs and there are some things to play with on the way up. But she wanted to go down the slide right away. My husband was with her at the top and I was at the bottom. Just as she was getting ready to go down she slipped a bit and went flying down the slide with all four limbs sprawled in all direction, terror written all over her face. I caught her at the bottom before she went under, but when I lifted her out of the water she was shaking and horrified. "I all done. I go home to Rachel's house now," she said. So we paid a small fortune (we're not members and not residents of the town, so we had to pay more) to "swim" for two minutes???? We were so disappointed. We stayed awhile and tried to get her to enjoy other things. She didn't want to have anything to do with any of it. She wouldn't even put her feet down to walk in the water where it was only up to her ankles. We tried the "lazy river." We tried everything. All she wanted was out. Finally my husband told me to go sit in the hot tub and he'd walk around with her. The hot tub was awesome. Eventually they came and sat on the edge of the hot tub with me and watched the big kids jump and dive into the big pool next door. She loved that part. After we got out she played on the indoor playground out in the foyer. She loved that part, and as we left she said, "I had fun today!" So maybe we haven't scarred her for life like we're fearing.
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