Lessons in Motherhood

Ok. I feel like I’m breaking a mirror by writing this blog. It’s entirely possible that in the future, I will have to endure seven years of bad luck, and by bad luck I mean a rebellious teenager with a messy room and a “I’m not you!” t-shirt. Yet, I just can’t help myself…Hailey is so much like me.

Exhibit A – She organized her silverware drawer in her play kitchen. Yeah. You like that? It’s all sorted, and all of the cups, plates, and tea pots are organized into different drawers and doors. It’s totally awesome until Fifi gets near it and then there is chaos.

Exhibit B – She loves to write. Sure it’s not the same type of writing that I like at the moment, but that’s only because she’s still learning how to actually put pen to paper. Oh, and to spell, but tonight she learned to spell red, blue, and brown. Thanks Pete the Cat book for your inspiration.

Exhibit C – Here’s the most interesting part of her new found love of writing. She has no sense of forwards or backwards yet. When I asked her to write her name on these thank you cards, she wrote the first three cards backwards. I started to get nervous that maybe she had a bit of a problem. Then I realized that she was writing it backwards because she was starting so far over to the right that she couldn’t fit her whole name going left to right so she just reversed it. When she started over farther over to the left she did it the right way. On a few, she got completely upset because she couldn’t fit all of the letters in a line forward or backward. Amazing how that little brain works.