New Phrases, New Class, New Stuff!

I am proud as punch to announce that I have taught Sophia two new phrases that melt my heart whenever I hear her say them. Very exciting stuff. Sophia now says, “I love you” and “I’m sorry”. Both in a lispy little baby voice that is absolutely the best thing ever.

Sophia turned 20 months old yesterday. This means that we are 4 months away from birthday number two – when it seems that birthday number one was just yesterday. I also got notified by the daycare that she and a half dozen of her friends will be moving from the 1 plus class to the 2 year old class – within the next 2 weeks! That was totally unexpected to me. She still has 4 months to go until she is 2. There is no way she is ready! The idea gave me heartburn. I love her current teachers and was looking forward to her spending a lot more time with them. Alas, no. They are doing one big move now since there will be room in the Two’s Class. After speaking to the director and voicing my concerns I felt better. She is going over with her friends so its not like my 20 month old is going to be surrounded by much bigger kids. Her peers will be with her. Its still hard on me but my daycare is good about making the transition easy on the kiddos.

One last update about daycare – Sophia’s class will be one of the opening acts of the Pre-School Graduation on June 3rd. I have been asked to dress her in red, white, and blue. She will be carrying a tiny Cuban flag to signify her heritage (the other kids in the class will do the same and carry flags from France, Brazil, USA, Columbia, etc). They will do this while dancing to a remixed version of Ricky Martin’s The Cup of Life. This sounds like a blast to me and I cannot wait to see them shake their little bon-bons! From what I hear, they have been practicing every day.

I will end this post with a funny story. My parents are always trying to get Sophia to say funny things. Most recently my mom started teaching Sophia to say, “Ice Ice Baby”. Its hysterical because no matter how many times we say it or how slow we say it, Sophia’s version is always, “I see baby!” Or, “Icy Baby!” Or, as my mom thinks, “Aye si, baby!”