I am grateful that Little Miss Lulu is officially potty trained ... and yet does not use that as opportunity to visit every loo around the city. That is something to be grateful for, no? Lucinda basically potty trained herself in March. It was like she woke up one day and decided that she was done with diapers. End of story. So we rolled with it.
She loves painting and drawing, but often shows a reticence about her skills. At 2.5 years old, she already knows that she wants to draw a person or a dog, but her visions become colored scratches on the page. It's hard to explain that what she draws is wonderful and that, too, what she envisions, she'll be able to accomplish with time and growth. We often will draw the outline of some object and have her color it in, and that seems to make her happy.
We now hit the local Waldo Library twice a month to return books and pick out a new selection. There are a lot of crappy kids' books out there--Lucinda may love them, but there are so many that are nearly unbearable to read as an adult. However, one book I simply love to read aloud is The Snatchabook. It's written in rhyming text with darling illustrations. I haven't gotten sick of reading it yet ... something I can't say about many other children's books.
Lucinda is now a big fan of Superman. She plans to be Superman for Halloween, even though I try to explain that is seven months away. Dad bought her the 5-movie box set of Superman. Fortunately, we are only forced to watch Superman 5, as it seems to be her "fay-bit moo-bee." Just last night, we had a babysitter, and I asked Lucinda if she wanted to watch Frozen or Superman. I was surprised when chose the latter. Atta girl!