My Clever Girl
Yesterday, RM amazed me with her cleverness, and keen observation skills. She frequently takes the TV remote to play with, as she loves anything with buttons. Then, however, she pointed it at the television and started pressing the buttons. She has figured out that the little thing with the buttons does something to the big box with the noise and pictures.
I was impressed with her intellectual leap, and how her mind is developing. But then I started to get a little depressed. At only 11 months old, you see, I’ve taught my daughter how to watch television. I’m not so sure that’s a good thing.
In my defense, it’s really her fault that I’ve taken to watching TV lately when I’m nursing her. I used to read or work on crochet, but these days she does acrobatic tricks while she’s nursing. Anything I’m holding in my hands gets grabbed or kicked or otherwise pushed away. My nursing at the keyboard days are also over, as the mouse gets similar treatment. I suppose I could listen to music, but I’ve resorted to channel surfing instead.
I do need to console myself as well by remembering that she figured out books weeks ago. She won’t even let us read much of them to her these days, she is much to anxious to turn the pages and check out what else there is to see. And when we do have music on, she has that adorable wiggle dance thing going now. She seems to be especially fond of Blues Traveler. Her walking skills are improving every day, and now she’s working on climbing, so she definitely gets her share of exercise in. She is making developmental leaps in lots of areas.
So I guess I won’t let her mastery of the television remote get me down. After all, with TR and SW around, it was bound to happen soon enough anyway. I’ll just enjoy her growth and learning about everything, at least until she asks me for her first gameboy.
