11/07/2011

 Yesterday: still feeling horrible

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Today: Can not believe how long this thing is hanging on. Still not through it, still can’t stand to be out of bed for a few hours out of the day. I’m starting to think Lexi will forget me or suffer some trauma from the time "mommy ignored me for almost a week."

Speaking of Lexi, y’all know I adore that girl. But over the past few months she’s begun this thing that’s…..beyond annoying. All day she asks, "What is…" about things she KNOWS, like, "what is a pillow?" "what is a french fry?" "what is a book?" 

She’s looking for the technical answer, "a pillow is fabric stuffed with fluff that you sleep on" for example, rather than just showing her a pillow. If I say, "don’t be silly, you know what a pillow is" she’ll keep asking the question. All. Day. Long. And she really wants a full explanation too. If I just say, "a pillow is something you sleep on" she’ll ask, "but WHAT is it?"

As it is, she asks these questions all day. I am NOT exaggerating. I hear, "what is…." about 123,445,567 times a day.

She even wakes up saying them. Coming out of a deep sleep the past few mornings, the first things she’s said have been: 

"what’s a ferris wheel?"

"what’s a cow?"

"what’s an Olivia?" (a Nick jr. character she likes)

I’ll say, "good morning!" and she’ll just repeat, "what’s a ferris wheel?"

is this the precursor to the "why" stage??