Learning to tell time

Friday morning, after Ellie was up at 6:30 am and according to David, "helped him off to work like a little wifey," I decided it was time to teach Ellie how to read the clock. Or, at least she was going to learn how to read 7 am (what time in the morning she could get out of bed) and 4pm (what time after nap she was allowed to get out of bed).

She's a quick learner and was excited at the idea of her new found responsibility and freedom. Saturday morning it worked like a charm. She wasn't up before 7, which was my goal. Later in the day she told me she wasn't ready to get up at 7, so she went back to sleep. That was fine with me!

Take 2, was nap time. I showed her what 4pm would look like and put her to bed. I thought we had this down, but after about 45 minutes, I was taking something up the stairs and little miss thing was coming down the stairs. I asked what was she doing. She explained she was done sleeping. I explained she wasn't done until it read 4 on the clock. She didn't like that, but with strong conviction, we walked back into her room together. I put her in bed. I explained that she could sit there and read until 4pm, but she had to be quiet and couldn't move around. She listened!

My little bean sure is growing up.

On Monday, she even got herself up and dressed before I was done with Max. Her independence is welcomed in ways like this!

Ellie is wearing my sweatshirt at Celtic Day after polishing off a huge cup of ice cream and being cold. She wasn't into the idea until I told her it was like a big dress.