The Glorious Spock is Now Two

Today Spock brought me an empty tea mug and said, “Here you go, Mama.” She only has a few sentences of that length in her lexicon, as yet. Mostly she communicates with one or two words together. Even more often she just uses one word with a pointing finger and a disgruntled look to let me know I suck as a servant and she’ll be replacing me with better staff, ASAP. However, those rare 4 word sentences remind me that my last baby, my final hurrah, is growing into a little person faster than I can wrap my mind around it.

We went to the doctor the other day to get her official 2-yr-old check up.  She is wee. Her height is 50%, but her weight is only 10-25%. The doctor says Spock is healthy and strong, she is just small boned and skinny. She feels so delicate when you pick her up. Then again, Stitch was the same way, and now she is a sturdy little girl who is in the 70% of height/weight. Thus, there is hope Spock will grow to have a bit more meat on her tiny bones. After all, she has recently discovered pizza.

For her birthday I’ve dressed her in a cranberry red turtleneck and a pink dress that has cranberry colored decorations on the yoke. The red is the perfect color for her.

Her hair still only goes to her shoulders, because it is so curly, but when I pour water over it in the bath it will go halfway down her little back. It is still the color of milk chocolate, and lays in big, thick locks that sort of go boing-boing against her neck when she walks. Her eyes have a little less of the sherry-look than when she was one; they are more of a golden brown now.

She walks with a springing motion, as though she is bouncing in a gravitational pull that is just slightly less than the one other people are walking in.

She clasps her hands behind her back and sways from side to side when she is thinking or watching one of her educational shows, like Blue’s Clues. Remember how Mr. Spock stands when he’s arguing with Kirk and McCoy on the original Star Trek? Yep, that is just how she stands.

He favorite game to play is “hai-yah!” She watched some Muppet Show with her sisters, and when Miss Piggy said “Hai-yah!” and smacked her opponent into orbit, Spock would giggle until she couldn’t move. She calls the Muppet Show “Frog & Pig hai-yah” now. She will climb in your lap, reach her arm as far as she can behind her, and bring it in a karate-chop down on your head or shoulder, but gently. However, she expects you to cry out and thrash around like she just decked you with a brick. This makes her damn near feeble with mirth.

She currently loves to wear her boots, because boots making nice stomping sounds and look important. She even sings a song about boots that she learned from Jack’s Big Music Show. Ever seen a tiny little girl clomping around singing about boots? It’s cute, y’all. 

When she “gives you a kiss” she still grabs your hair and head-butts you, soccer hooligan style. If your not careful her kisses can make your eyes water from the pain or split your lip. We don’t care. We let her kiss us anyway.

We love her so very much.

Happy birthday, dearest Spock.

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