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Sam's Story: Week 98 December 12, 2005

Christmas is almost here, with lights up tree erected, and wonderfully wrapped boxes just asking to be ripped open. Or at least according to Sam. Ger and I were out at the mall the other day when we wandered into one of those stores that looks like Holly Hobby exploded all over the interior. Now, Sam is pretty good about her animals. She recognizes most of the common ones, like sheep, dogs, and recently even reindeer. However, inside this store was a dog dressed as a reindeer, which just made her little mind snap. She stood there looking at it on the shelf, utterly unsure of what it should be called or what sound it would make. Seriously, she was like some character out of a H. P. Lovecraft novel staring into the unblinking eye of madness. We had to get her out of there.

Pictures!

As you can see, Sam has finally gotten big enough and coordinated enough to ride around on my shoulders. This is awesome, as it's a moment I've been waiting for since I met her. Other developments include the increasing use of her imagination, as in pretending like her stuffed cat is eating from the real cat's bowl. Unfortunately this more often than not leads to having to clean up the resulting mess and a time out for good measure.

Sam's eating habits have also evolved to the point where we really don't have to pack her her own meal when we go out to eat. We can either feed her from our plates or sometimes even order from the kid's menu. Her tastes, though, seem to be skewed towards the weird. She loves lemons, for example, and will chew them down to the rind. She will also gobble up other culinary oddities, like pickles and black olives while shunning meat of pretty much any kind. I guess there could be worse things.

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