More evidence for my theory that Ella is in some kind of big mental/emotional growth spurt: In recent days, she has, at my halfhearted suggestion but without any urging on my part, tried -- and liked -- lettuce, radishes, and now, wonder of wonders, brussels sprouts. Goodness. She even just ate the beef stir fry without complaining the other night (well, after she isolated the peppers and onions).
I did the Mommy Dance of Joy at the brussels sprouts. It vaguely resembled Hammer Time, though without the big pants or the big L. (What the heck WAS that L about, anyway?)
It was hard getting her to go into karate today, though, she was terribly anxious that she was going to cry again and be embarrassed. In the end, we were just in time and she had to change and the class was starting right up, so there was no time for her to come over to me and get worked up. She says she's always fine once she gets distracted, anyway. She has really good insight for something that seems to her still not easy to control.
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