Those of you who have been around these parts for awhile may remember how petite my little Zoe pickle was upon entering this world. 4lbs 15.5 oz petite to be exact.
Over the first 6 months of her life all the little thing did was eat and scare us with her inability to gain weight. She was tiny. Always a size behind. Always a peanut.
Almost 4 years later the situation is a bit different. Homegirl had a (pre)preschool doctor's visit today and while she may still be a pickle, she is no longer a peanut. 80th percentile for height and 70th for weight. Even her new doctor commented on her size and the length of her legs, reminding me to keep her in a car seat as long as possible even though she will quickly be in "booster seat" range.
They did a vision/eye test in which she had to watch a screen for a few minutes with a patch over one eye and electrodes on her head. She sat down and said to the nurse "OH! A movie! Do we get to eat popcorn?!" Yeah, she has personality to boot.
Next week she starts pre-K. It wasn't really planned that way, but because she is almost 4, they are moving her up a class. I even have the option of putting her into kindergarten next year if we feel that is right for all of us.
Almost 4 years old... I'm going to blink and she will be driving.
