Due to many complicated, unforeseen circumstances and my sheer lack of motivation, I haven't posted in a few days. For those of you who actually read this blog instead of stumbling upon it from where ever it is you do that sort of thing, I apologize.
Lately Violet has been out of control. It's kind of like getting a preview of what to expect when she's a teenager. Every time her daddy and I tell her to do something she tells us no. It can be something big or small or even fun but she still won't do it. We give warnings and time outs in our house (and stickers when she's good) and I have to physically block her way out of the corner until her time is up. Of course, when I do that she thinks it's some kind of game which defeats the purpose of the time out. We're also at the point where we can't really take her to the store anymore because it's a nightmare. I'm fine with Violet walking on her own around the store as long as she either holds one of our hands or at least sticks close. However, Violet likes to dash off as fast as she can into the busiest aisles. When I go to catch her she starts screaming her head off and collapses onto the floor. It drives me nuts.
Sleeping is another big issue right now. After our bitch of a downstairs neighbor threatened to call CPS because Violet was banging on her door at nap time, we started putting her to bed in her play crib. That worked great until we went to Disney where the play crib was just a little too low and Violet learned how to climb out. Now she realizes she can climb out of the one at home and likes to bang on the door again. We've started leaving the door open and putting the gate up (although she climb over that the other day as well). We also turn on the hall light since Violet recently decided she's afraid of the dark, too. She's so nimble when she climbs it's hard to be upset. The way she manuevers, by the time she's on the ground there hasn't been a single sound. It scares you half to death, though, when you're in the other room and suddenly she's behind you giggling. Thanks to all of these extra measures Violet no longer takes a nap usually (because she can see us doing things with the door open) and it takes at least an hour to get her calm enough to go to bed.
On a lighter note, we've been working on our Knock Knock jokes. Violet doesn't really understand them, but she likes to do them. Daddy and I's collective memory of the jokes consists of two and then we recently got one off the Big Bang Theory on CBS. So Daddy and I will do the joke first and then try and get her to do it. She does great with the first part but can't quite get the punch line out. Ex.
Violet: Knock Knock
Mommy: Who's there?
Violet: banana
Mommy: Banana who?
Violet: at door.
She's little bit too literal about the whole thing and will also substitute any fruit for the banana. If you have any Knock Knock jokes that you would like to submit, feel free to do so in the comments section :).
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