You are six years old today. How the hell did that happen? It really seems like just yesterday that I was awakened at 4 am, by my water breaking, and tried to wrap my head around the idea that I was going to be having a baby in a few hours, rather than in a month. Then, oh child, the crap you put us through with your health scares, and your no-nursing, and open-heart surgery, for God’s sake. But you certainly got over all of that, and here we are.
And what a year it’s been. By far, the biggest and most important milestone you’ve hit in the past year is not starting kindergarten, although that’s certainly a big deal, but rather, that you weaned. Completely of your own accord, practically over night, with no trauma or drama or tears – well, at least none from you – at the age of five years, three-and-a-half months.
It’s funny how quickly we both adjusted to our new normal, but I do still miss having that in my parenting “toolbox,” especially when you’re very upset or you’ve hurt yourself. But, we’ve found new solutions to those problems, and we’re doing just fine.
A related big milestone is that in August, you spent three nights without me – one, when I got a hotel room an hour away between two days of exams that I was taking, and the other two when you and Mommy went to Myrtle Beach with Eena and Papa and your aunt and cousins. When that was suggested last year, my answer was “Oh hell no,” but by this summer, you were several months weaned and I knew you’d be fine with Mommy at bedtime, and that answer changed to “Hell yeah!” You two had a wonderful time and, although I missed you, I enjoyed my little vacation, as well.
A possibly-related milestone was losing your first tooth a few weeks ago. I think it’s really cool that that happened just a few months after you weaned. They do call them “milk teeth” for a reason, you know.
So, what is six-year-old Peeper like? Well, the short answer is that you’re a pretty damn cool kid. You’re continually amazing me with the things that you say and that you come up with, and your interests are so eclectic and often beyond your years.
You love Frozen, of course, and we’ve expanded our viewpoints a bit to allow “self-rescuing” Princesses ™ which, at this point, include Anna and Elsa, Rapunzel and Merida. Recently, we started letting you watch Once Upon a Time, after much debate about it’s appropriateness. You binged-watched seasons 1 – 3 over the course of just a few weeks, and are now caught up and appalled that you have to wait a whole week between episodes. We are considering watching some of the other Disney Princesses ™ movies, in order to better understand some of the story lines on that show, but we generally prefer their version of most of the princesses, versus the traditional Disney movie version. We all particularly dig Bandit Snow White.
You’re also still very into presidents and money (both collecting bills and coins, and earning and spending it), history and science. This summer we started reading the American Girl books. We finished several of the girls, but need to get back to that and read the rest. Right now, we’re reading a book of stories about “Real Life Heroes” and you love that.
A couple of days ago, we had this conversation:
You: Are superheroes real?
Me: Well, what do you think? (you thought not)
Me: No, superheroes with super-powers are imaginary, but there ARE real heros. Who can you think of who would be a real hero?
You: Susan B. Anthony!
Me: Yes! Who else?
You: Rosa Parks!
Me: That’s right! Who else?
You: Martin Luther King, Jr.!
(Ok, you might have left off the “junior.”)
Me: You’re right, Baby. Those people were all heroes. Can you think of any jobs where people might be heroes?
You: Doctors! Because they fix people when they get hurt, or when they’re sick or ill. Is that redundant?
Yes, redundant. You and your words. You’ve learned a lot of big words from us, of course, but you’re also a big fan of both Word Girl and Martha Speaks, and you’ve picked up quite a bit from them, too.
You also like Peg + Cat, and use lots of their math terms in casual conversation, which is just awesome.
Recently, you and I joined Girl Scouts, and I’ve somehow found myself as the leader of your Daisy troop. Which is, of course, fine by me. You’re really enjoying it, and so am I, when my six little Crazy Daisies aren’t being too wacky.
You are a kid who is usually marching to the beat of her own drummer. For example, when every little girl in America is dressing up as Elsa this week, you had your Frozen birthday party, but decided to be The Nutcracker for Halloween. And assigned me and Mommy roles as Drosselmeyer and the Mouse King, respectively. We evidently managed to pull it off pretty well, because we won the down town costume contest in the group category!
I know I’ve really been falling down on the job with the blogging and it’s been a long time since I’ve posted an update of the things you’ve said, so here are some of the best over the past few months:
Yesterday, you were very excited about your birthday party, and couldn’t wait for it to start. Unfortunately for you, it was scheduled for 4 pm. At one point, you said, “How is it still morning? Time has stopped!”
At 3:30 you were whining about “I want my guests to arrrrivvvve!” A few minutes later, I looked at the clock and it was 3:35. I said, “They will be here soon. Look, 5 minutes has already passed while you’ve been whining.”
You said, “If I whine, will it make the time go faster?”