#2: connecting the dots.

That is what #2 does.  And now she is 7.

Some random thoughts about my second-born…a late birthday post:

My #2 is a “connector-of-dots.”  She is always finding relationships where none seem to exist.  She has light bulb and “aha” moments constantly.  It has been exciting to watch her this year.  We were at one of her favourite shops and she picked up this book:

It is full of photographs of plant life sprouting up in the most unlikely places – sidewalks, concrete alleys, cracks in buildings, etc.  No words, just photos.  She spent a good 5 minutes looking through it.  She would flip through the photos and then look at the cover every so often.  I was pretending not to pay attention to her as she kept looking at this book.  She put it down and started to walk away with a confused look on her face.  Then she stopped, spun around, grabbed it and flipped through it one last time.  She ran to me and said, “I get it!  The flowers and plants shouldn’t grow in these places but somehow they manage to!  It seems impossible but they still grow.  Just like that little engine.  No one thought he’d make it up the hill.  But he did.  Mama, can you buy this book for my birthday?”  And I did.  I will never forget the look on her face in that instant that she made the connection.

Opening gifts and spending her day with just mom and dad...and #5.

#2 is a visual person. She can figure out what has been moved in her vignette of found nature objects after she comes home from school.  When I misplace items, she can tell me exactly where I put them and when I did it.  While driving home at dusk, while everyone is falling asleep, she will ask me if there is a name for the colour of the sky because it’s the most beautiful colour she has ever seen.  She loves beautiful things.  She loves making stuff – a mini computer, a home for her pet dog, binoculars, pockets, finger knits, felt food, mini notebooks, cards, origami, scrapbook layouts (yay!), puppets, posters, signs, and more.  She sits for hours at the dining room table, completely absorbed in the act of creating.

Her reading has completely taken off this year.  I cannot describe my delight when I hear her reading this to herself in her bed.  Through reading, she has been able to explore the topics that she is passionate about: space, rocks, and photography.  (“Mama, I’m reading about dark matter.  I don’t understand what it is.  Can you explain it to me?”  My brain started to hurt at that point.  I have to say that I’ve learned more about supernovas and dwarf planets this year than I really wanted to.)

Her accomplishments this year include performing in class plays without expressing any type of anxiety beforehand, and making solid friends for the first time.  Watching her speak her lines with a muted confidence was one of my proudest moments this year.

She invited a couple friends to the museum (one of her favourite haunts) and I created a scavenger hunt game for them.  #2 helped me make small notebooks for each of them with clues inside and when they found the object, they had to draw it in their notebook.

One of her favourite movies currently is Life/Planet Earth Collection.

Our “mommy-#2 time” always involves a creative endeavour.  The most recent activity was here .  We sat in silence and painted.  She was deep in concentration painting and I was deep in concentration watching her paint.  It was then that I began to notice how deliberate she is with her actions and her words.  She doesn’t say much but when she does, it’s usually an impossible-to-answer question like “Did the baby tadpoles come first or the mama frog?” or a decisive expression like “I like that colour on you, mama.”  She never rushes and moves with purpose.

A year ago, she loved pink and sparkly headbands.  Now she refuses to wear dresses and is embracing her inner tomboy.  She still worships her older sister and still has bunkbed nighttime talks with #3 although their relationship has changed since she started full day school.  She has lost 6 teeth.  When she has her time alone with Daddy, she just wants to go and buy mama a special gift.  We talk about making stuff and making stuff from that stuff.  She has an extensive collection of rocks.  Although they all look the same to an outsider, they are very unique to her.  She can tell you exactly where and when she found each one and can tell if one is missing.  She still loves solitude and butter tarts.

(She wanted pics in front of the graffiti.)

She is 7 and I don’t just think she can, I know she can.

2 responses to “#2: connecting the dots.

  1. what a moving story… or fact so to speak… it is so touching to me to read the tiny details of day to day life and observations of your children… thank you for sharing… also, could she come to my house for a few days and find all of my lost treasures, well it might take more than a day to two

  2. rozannelopez

    thanks shirley! this is why i blog…so i don’t forget those little things, parts of their evolving identity that i don’t want to forget since their concepts of who they are keep changing.

    #2 is a great locator ONLY if she physically sees you place something somewhere so not sure if she would be much help to you! (i always ask her if she saw me lock the door to the house!)

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