Anybody who’s spent time with Aurora lately knows that she has become a fantastic little communicator. She can only say a few things, but she can sign, and she can certainly understand what you’re saying and demonstrates that ability quite clearly. In fact, she seems to understand everything we say, and will even do what we ask her to do (I’ll enjoy that while it lasts). If I say “Aurora, are you ready to go upstairs and take a bath?” she’ll go to the baby gate at the stairs and wait for me to let her up, then head to the bathtub. If I say “Aurora, can you pick up your shirt and put it into the basket?” she’ll go grab her shirt and will place it in the basket. And if I say “Aurora, did you just poop? Do you need a new diaper?” she’ll go over to the changing table and ask to go up.
Chuck said he’s been waiting for the day when she can really communicate with us, yet this has been a surprisingly difficult transition for him. Why? Because Chuck is NOT a communicator!!! When he can see that she just pooped, he automatically scoops her up and hauls her off to the changing table, and now she just fights and screams! She has no idea why he just plucked her up from her playtime and is moving her, when she’s perfectly mobile and can make her own decisions! I try to tell Chuck that he needs to talk to her – at least tell her what he’s doing, but better yet, ask if she needs a diaper change and give her the chance to go to the changing table on her own. I have to give it to him – he’s trying – but it does not come naturally to him.
So, this weekend I apologized to Aurora and let her know that this may be the best he can do, from now through the rest of her life. But just as he tries to understand her, she’ll learn to understand him. I just happen to understand them both, and I’m confident it’ll work out fine!
Now, for the info you were hoping I’d communicate to you… how was our 4th of July!? I must say, three day weekends aren’t what they used to be. We can’t sleep in or stay out late, and we have to think of ways to keep Aurora entertained and fed. That being said, we did hang out with friends, go to a BBQ with Chuck’s coworkers and all their kids, and have lots of fun – in fact, we had so much fun that Monday morning Aurora was certain that our life was that of a stay-at-home family, and she was more upset than ever when it was time to go to school. Her teacher said she was fussy all the way until nap time, and afterwards she perked up.
We had friends over last night to watch the Bachelorette at our house, which is why I haven’t blogged sooner (well, that and I haven’t had any good photo ops – sorry!). Aurora really liked having everybody over – perhaps too much, because she refused to go to bed! She cried and screamed for a long time and fought all our attempts to get her to sleep until finally I let her come down and watch with us. By “watch,” I mean run around trying to get us to read books to her. She’s a good cute girl, but certainly does have a mind of her own!