Posted on March 8, 2012
With toddlers, is always a new trick, right?
Lots of little kids walk on their tippy toes when they are toddlers, especially when they first learn to walk. At least, that’s what I’ve been told…and that’s what my first daughter did. It was one of those extremely cute ‘baby’ things that she did…and then it quickly passed and she was running down the street full speed.
My younger daughter, almost 2…is still tippy toe-ing around the house…down the street…at the store…everywhere. She walks on her tippy toes, runs on her tippy toes, stands on her tippy toes. It’s quickly becoming as much of a character trait as her shoulder shrugging and eye-lash batting are. It’s probably just an extended phase…but I’m loving every sweet second of it.
I wouldn’t put it past little Lo to be on to something already. Some kids seem to come out of the womb with a mission to do something. For Lo, she’s been dancing…and tippy toe-ing…to her own beat since day one. Influenced by her older sister who’s started dance class, and our nightly dance parties in the kitchen…she knows a few steps. But, she takes it to a level that makes me wonder if she’s got a natural gift to move.
The funniest, being, when I catch her grooving down the hallway, or out of the room, without any music necessary. Or in her car-seat, just jamming to the beat in her own little head. She watches TV one of two ways: sprawled out in her bean bag chair, or with one leg up on the coffee table as if she at the ballet bar. When music IS on..look out. Older sister Brianne will never have the spotlight all to herself again, because Lo is literally right on her heels when she’s dancing around. Brianne spins, Lo spins. Brianne does a shuffle step, Lo does a shuffle step. Brianne leaps across the room, Lo leaps across the room. You get the picture.
I thought tippy-toes would be replaced by Lo’s recent discovery of the somersault. My 3, almost 4 year old still doesn’t somersault. The last thing I expected Lo to do is tuck her little head…almost…under and roll onto the floor. “How do I get her to stop doing THAT?!” I asked my Dad, who witnessed Lo’s latest feat right along with me. Afraid she’s not going to tuck her head enough and break her little neck…rightly so as every other somersault shifts sideways…I limited her to the carpet, at least.
I guess I shouldn’t be too surprised, seeing that Lo looks at me upside down from between her legs all the time. Constantly bent down analyzing her toes…I think she must have just fallen all the way over one day and liked the dizzy feeling. Who really knows. All I know, is this flexible little groove-monster has ‘Future Dance Star’ written all over her. The tippy-toes still trump all other tricks. Upon entering the house…the shoes come off, followed shortly by the socks…and away she tippy-toes…scampering out of the room like a little prima ballerina. I can’t wait to put my little tippy toe-er in dance class. My little performer…here we go.