I'm going to be writing a bunch of these mini-biographies about friends and family. The first and last one was about my friend, Chris. See, it would be really handy and easy to just link to a biography, in case my readers want to know more.
Skylar at six months old. Just look at those chubby cheeks!
Skylar was born on May 17th, 2006. She's Nikki's last daughter from an abusive marriage. Nikki was raped by her husband, and Skylar is what came out of that. He then wanted Nikki to have an abortion, and she refused. Her husband also used to make Skylar cry to upset her mother. If she needed her diaper changed or was hungry, he would let her cry and not let Nikki near her. I'm so thankful that those days are over, and that I was a big part of that change.
I met Sky when she was all of six months old. Nikki actually brought Skylar to our first date! She wanted to make sure that I was okay with kids being around. I had no problem with it, but I did wonder at first if we would ever get any time alone. I had nothing to worry about there, though now there are always kids around. Go figure.
Skylar with Lizzie in Fall, 2007.
When Nikki and I moved to Michigan (back in August of 2007), Skylar came with us, and her two older sisters joined us in December. We quickly realized that she has a speech delay. At the time, she knew all of ten words, which would replace the "ap, ap" noise she would make for everything. We placed her in a program called MIPP (Macomb Infant Preschool Program). Her vocabulary slowly improved, and now she's coming out with full sentences - verbs, nouns, and prepositions - that she comes up with herself! It's pretty amazing to see her progress, even though she still has a developmental delay. She attends a preschool for speech delayed children now, and she goes on the bus, and comes back three hours later. She loves riding on the bus, and we were so surprised that she had no problem leaving mommy and mama behind and riding on a strange vehicle by herself. That's so unlike Skylar! The last few days, she's been falling asleep on the bus.
This one has to be late 2007/early 2008.
She's three and a half years old now, and becoming quite the little person. Of our three girls (Sarah, Savannah and Skylar), she's the funniest one, the comedian. Sometimes she'll do anything to get a laugh.
She idolizes Sarah, and she sometimes goes to her when Nikki or I don't respond as quickly as she would like. This is because Sarah tends to baby her, even more than her moms do. Sky and Savannah usually don't get along at all. They both have been known to deliberately antagonize the other, such as grab something the other one is playing with, or stick a foot in the other's face. I'm always breaking them up, either by scolding Savannah or picking Sky up and placing her down somewhere else (she hates that!).
Skylar is allergic to everything. Well, okay, not everything, but let's see: Tomatoes, cinnamon (even just touching her skin), seasoned salt, skittles, red food dye in candy, sauerkraut, peppermint, taco seasonings, barbecue sauce, and a few other things. She also has a lactose intolerance, so if she has too much milk, cheese, or chocolate... watch out!
She always refers to food as "nummy nums," and yeah, that's my fault. At some point, I got into the habit of saying "silencio" to her when she bugs me too much. Eventually, I sang it as some weird-ass opera song. "Silencioooooo.... ohhh, silencioooo... silencio, yeah silencioooo!" Now she sings it too, kinda. "Shoe aloe, oh shoe aloe..."
Taken in September, 2009.
She still hasn't been potty trained, and both her parents are itching to get her out of diapers, Sadly, she isn't even aware of whether she has pooped or not. She'll say she's pooped when she hasn't, and vice versa. Arrrrgh! She also has the bad habit of tearing up books and breaking toys, and generally making a disaster area of her room, as seen here.
She's my monkey girl no matter what, and I wouldn't trade her for any other monkey girl in the world.
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