Oh, payback...

I really should be paying more attention to this pregnancy, but instead I'm just fascinated, or should I say, preoccupied with, Nora.


She is an ever-changing, ever-growing, ever-maddening and ever-humorous little two and half year old. And everyday she is reminding me more and more of me. Which is more than a little distracting.

Here are some examples:

• If there is a LITTLE BIT of "brown" on a piece of avocado, she treats the whole piece as if it has been contaminated by nuclear waste. I would tell her to cut the drama, but I was that girl (eating something other than an avocado, though).

• If Nora is in the bathtub and she finds a stray hair left over from my shower she FREAKS OUT! I would tell her to cut the drama except I remember being that girl freaking out.

• And when I take her out of the bath and she's cold, she gets REALLY UPSET. And I would tell her to cut the drama except I remember being that girl who was really upset.

• Nora has a really hard time falling asleep ... it can literally take her hours. There is a lot of singing and talking and bossing around of stuffed animals. And I would tell her to cut the drama except I remember being that little girl who couldn't fall asleep. It's really no fun when you can't turn your brain off, so I try to be sympathetic, even when all I want to do is go to bed myself.

• And poor Mae Cat. Nora LOVES Mae Cat, but Mae would prefer less affection and noise. I had a similar relationship with my family cat, Kip, and it took years of him running away from me to finally convince me there was a better way to play with him.

Really it seems that a day doesn't go by that I don't end up "scolding" Nora for doing something I'm sure I did at her age. And it is not uncommon for someone to look at Nora and then look at me and say, "She's so... DRAMATIC!" At which point, Sam looks at me and at the person and says, "Ya think?!"

So, I guess this is really an apology to my mom...