Freya has figured out how to solve her shape sorting ball. She got it as a present from her grandfather when she was about eleven months old, and started solving it herself seven months later, which I think developmentally is still a bit early.

She likes working on her stacking cups, though today was getting really frustrated that she couldn’t put a larger cup into a smaller one. I tried to explain the difference between big and small to her.

She loves to color, and organize her crayons, or dump them on the floor. We routinely have to ask her not to color on the window or the wall or the table. Oh well. At least she doesn’t try to eat them anymore.

She is finally starting to expand her palate a bit more dramatically, and at dinner I can usually give her some things from my plate. Last night it was meatballs. She loves cheese, toast with peanut butter, strawberries, blueberries (well, any fruit), avocado, etc. Still not wild about beans or rice, though. We’re always trying to get her more protein. The other night she ate many bites of shredded chicken breast, too.

She is a bit obsessed with Sesame Street, which she calls “la la”, which is also her word for Elmo, possibly because the song “Elmo’s World” begins with “la la la la.” That’s the only TV show we let her really watch, with the exception of Jeopardy!, which she enjoys singing along to. Also when I turn on a baseball game, she says “baseball.” hee.

Her mind seems to grow more curious every single day. She says many words, from “knee” to “book” to ” cow” (in her own way of course), and understands many more. This is a period of rapid change, and it’s so much fun. If only the weather would get better. It’s almost mid-May, and still no hot days, scarcely even any “warm” days. Sigh. My daughter has so many dresses that she has never worn.