It was a long weekend here this past week.
We had rehearsals for Isabel's dance showcase
Which was held near a common area that has ducks, so we had to go visit them
Her showcase was on Saturday. We used a ton of hairspray and bobby pins.
She did very, very good.
(And I am not saying that because she's my kid and that I'm partial...Matter of fact, that makes me even more critical of her performance).
No photos or videos allowed during the performance, so will have to wait till the "official" video is released for purchase so we can get ripped off $100 for a copy of it
The rest of the weekend was spent picking
And picking paint for her bedroom
Found a dim sum restaurant in New Haven that I "bravely" ventured out to -- I may have overdone the ordering bit
We spent a little time in the garden
Hehehehe....yes, I'm a nerd.
I think the gnome is adorable. And there's nothing like a gnome for an English patch. Fits those Enid Blyton stories.
We found a "festibal" in the mall's parking lot.
Izzy was excited. And yes, we call it a festival. Because according to Izzy, "A carnival is a festibal, momma." Which I suppose is true, to an extent.
It is scary how quickly $30 goes in a place like this.
She's rocking her new shoes that she got that morning. It has almost all her favorite colors (purple, silver and pink. Green is missing)
And the most important thing to note for this weekend...She has decided that she's not going to suck her fingers anymore because she doesn't want her nail polish to disappear.
I've heard her promise numerous times before that she's "not going to suck (her) fingers ever again!" so I didn't think too much about it. But she really hasn't in the past 4 days. Sometimes, I'll get the occasional request of "Momma, can I suck my fingers for three minutes?" and she'll count "1,2 and 3" then stop (so it's really more like 3 seconds) but she's really refrained from it.
The one thing that is consistent with her -- for all her "momentous" achievements, once she decides she's ready to do something, she does it completely without turning back. It was the same when she learned to walk, for potty training, and now this. She goes from 0 to 100 pretty much overnight.(although she did say this morning that she may suck her fingers again once the nail polish has rubbed off)
She's very, VERY stubborn. We've had a one hour showdown with her crying and screaming and no amount of bribing, threatening, scolding or cajoling convinced her to change her mind.
This was over a pair of pants.
I didn't want to back down either (perhaps I was trying to see what her limit was? Or perhaps I'm also very, VERY stubborn) but in the end, she wore something different from what she wanted, but it was also not the pair that I wanted her to put on.
She is absolutely someone who will stick to her guns for something that she thinks is right. This is the girl who will whine when it's time to leave the park, but 10 seconds later will be bounding ahead of me back to the car, picking flowers along the way. So thankfully, her stubbornness works alongside logic. Else I don't think I'll bring her anywhere.
So I think it is definitely true that a person's character is developed when they are really really young, if it wasn't already present when they were born. Either that, or I am a bigger influence that I could ever comprehend.