My kid's quotable

In general, Violet is a kick in the pants.  She is bright, keenly observant, opinionated, enthusiastic and incredibly chatty.  This means she is often asking you what things are, why they do what they do or don't do, or she's telling you what she needs, thinks or wants you to be doing.  She will probably be on the more demanding side of the spectrum (she's a woman in my family, after all) but I think she is already incredibly empathetic and emotionally aware of her own impact on others, so my guess is her love/empathy for others will outweigh her powers of manipulation/coercion. 

Anyhoo - I keep meaning to have a place I can write quick little Violet sound bites.  Here we go:

2/24/14:
Today Violet came up to me in the Otter Room and with a half eaten carrot in a plastic baggy.  "Mommy, you need to put this in the oven."  I was confused.  Then I saw the Post It note in the bag "Please no raw carrots.  Choking hazard."

Lately Violet has been both obsessed with Ballet and Hockey/Ice Skating.  She recently had her mind BLOWN when she watched the Sochi Winter Olympics and discovered "ballet on ice."  Now she is determined to be a "figger skater."  Today she told us: "I want to grow up.  I need to grow up and be a ballerina on the ice!"  

This, of course, reminds me of yesterday morning (2/23/14) when Violet demanded to eat left over sushi for breakfast.  We don't eat leftover sushi (especially raw rolls and sashimi) and had only brought it home because she had not eaten much the night before and we thought she might finish it later that night.  

After much wailing and flipping out, screaming for sushi, George told her he was sorry but it wasn't good anymore and also explained that we don't really eat sushi for breakfast.  She was super mad.  (Violet is EMPHATICALLY NOT a morning person.)

She finally calmed down, wiped her snotty, tear stained face and said clearly "I need to grow up!"  George's impression was that she was not referring to her very toddler-like behavior, but rather to her current state of relative powerlessness over her breakfast choices.