{"id":2523,"date":"2011-03-18T21:52:30","date_gmt":"2011-03-18T20:52:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/?p=2523"},"modified":"2024-01-06T21:19:14","modified_gmt":"2024-01-06T20:19:14","slug":"fifty-three_months","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/2011\/03\/18\/fifty-three_months\/","title":{"rendered":"Fifty-three months"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/helen\/blog\/images\/Ingrid_laughing.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<p>\nThis will be a very brief monthly post for Ingrid, since (a) I have hardly taken any notes, and (b) I didn&rsquo;t get this done before the vacation.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nIngrid got bored of staying at home with me and asked to go back to preschool on Thursdays. For now she will still be at home on Mondays, sort of as an extended weekend. The clinginess I saw during last month is now gone. Indeed she is experimenting with distance from me: when we&rsquo;re out and about, she will regularly ask if she can take a different route. For some reason this happens most often in train stations: she will take the stairs while I take the elevator with Adrian&rsquo;s pushchair, and we meet at the other end.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nThe first time we did that she underestimated how much slower the elevator would be, so she got a bit worried when she had to wait for me. Now the only thing I worry (slightly) about is bystanders&rsquo; reactions &ndash; that they will try to help her find me (even though we&rsquo;ve agreed specifically that she will wait for me at the top of the stairs) and then I will have to go looking for them.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nShe still longs for spring to arrive and happily points out every puny little green speck, even if it&rsquo;s last year&rsquo;s grass in someone&rsquo;s lawn. The moment it was above-freezing she started walking home from preschool in just a long-sleeved top, or perhaps a t-shirt and light sweater.\n<\/p>\n<div class=\"imagecontainer\">\n<img decoding=\"async\" src=\"\/helen\/blog\/images\/Ingrid_new_bathing_suit.jpg\" \/><\/p>\n<div class=\"imagecaption\">Happy with her new bathing suit<\/div>\n<\/div>\n<p>\nShe likes to jump over things while walking. It makes walking slightly less boring (because otherwise walking is just about the worst thing she knows, topped only by getting a shot or taking bitter medicine). She jumps across puddles, manhole covers, and cracks in the street. She jumps across spaces marked by whatever happens to be in the street: from one crack to another, or from the edge of a shadow to the edge of a darker section of asphalt.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nAs always, the jumping is a social activity. She tells me to watch her jump, and asks me to guess beforehand: &ldquo;do you think I can jump this one? what about from here?&rdquo;.\n<\/p>\n<p>\nHer new favourite toy is a small pink glittery plush unicorn, about the size of my fist, which I found at Myrorna (a chain of charity shops). The unicorn also plays the jumping game, just like a little plastic horse of hers used to. &ldquo;Do you think it can jump over this table? Over the table AND the chair AND this highchair?&rdquo; &ldquo;No, surely it cannot manage THAT!&rdquo; is the right answer, and then enormous surprise when indeed Ingrid &ldquo;jumps&rdquo; the unicorn over the chosen obstacle.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>This will be a very brief monthly post for Ingrid, since (a) I have hardly taken any notes, and (b) I didn&rsquo;t get this done before the vacation. Ingrid got bored of staying at home with me and asked to go back to preschool on Thursdays. For now she will still be at home on [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[15,23],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2523","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ingrid_johanna","category-monthly"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2523","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2523"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2523\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":18298,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2523\/revisions\/18298"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2523"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2523"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.toomik.net\/helen\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2523"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}