I continue to be curious and have mastered the art of throwing a fit when I don’t get what I want. Mom thinks it’s funny. It’s not. It’s a serious matter. I arch my back and scream scream scream...then I whip my head back and I demand attention. It’s very disarming if I do say so myself. I feel as though this is going to be a very useful tactic as the years move forward.
I point at everything. Things I want, things I dont want, things that I want you to see, everything. I also say
I still go to my friend Keegans house for babysitting, and that is really fun. Keegan just turned one so we went to his birthday party, it was a blast. I got to eat some cake and play on a kids swing and I even ate some homemade Mexican food, which I really enjoyed. Keegan said that he is going to come to my birthday party! I also get to hang out with my Aunty Chelsea some days and that is so so so fun. I love being with her, she loves me so much. My favorite people in my extended family are still my grandma and grandpa...but grandpa holds a special place in my heart...I can tell he is going to be a total sucker ;) But he laughs when I throw a fit too and th
I can do a lot of neat things now. I walk all over the place, but I do hold onto things. I have taken some unassisted steps, but I still don’t trust myself enough to get around well without a wall or couch or table. I do stand all by myself though and I really love to do that.
I say some things, like "down," "that," "darth" and the obvious, mom, dad, and baba. Sometimes mom says that i say other things but really, I think I am just babbling. I play ball and give kisses and high fives. I come to mommy when she says that she wants me to "come here" and I can give things to my mommy and daddy when they ask for them. I hide toys and I am a huge fan of cat toys.
My top two teeth came in this month, so I have been a little cranky. I am also waking up occasionally at night again, it drives mom nuts. I woke up last night at 330am, hahaha. Mom doesn’t feed me because she doesn’t w
I drink regular milk now and eat the same food that mom and dad are eating. I don’t like baby food much anymore, but I do eat yogurt in the morning. I LOVE wild berry YoBaby!!
I love dancing and music. Dad and I have special time when he plays the guitar for me. I really enjoy it and I get to play on my guitar. We make beautiful music and it is a special time for daddy and me.
Mom and dad have been look at houses. Mom says that we might move. I am excited to be in our own house, and then maybe I can get a doggie! Dad is really nervous though and is having second thoughts, hopefully mom wins this one, I can bet that she will.
I crawl up the stairs and try to get down them, with little success. I can point out some animals (dog, cat, monkey and bear) and love to turn pages and read to my mommy. I drink out of a big girl cup and dance when music comes on. I party like an animal and sing like an opera star.
I play on my rocking horse and mom plays dress up with me..But I don’t really like that game. I like to take off my clothes and would rather be naked than clothed. I hate diapers and love to brush my teeth. I try to feed myself with a fork and with moms help; I can actually do it pretty well.
My daddy is my favorite person and I chase him around the house. I get to spend Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday nights just me and him. I love that time. We play the guitar and dance and sing and fly around the house and dad lets me go through EVERYTHING in the house.
Mommy started making bows for me so I am constantly bowed up looking slick...and stylish.
My birthday party is rapidly approaching and it is pretty much birthday mania in our house. There are princess tiaras and dresses and plates and cups and neat things to give to my friends EVERYWHERE. I always want to play with the stuff but mom doesn’t let me and it really sucks, it just sits there mocking my very existence. Mommy has finished my pretty birt
The weather is getting pretty chilly here so we had to break out the winter attire. I really like how comfy most of it is and mom says that I look so adorable in my long sleeves and sweater pants. I get to wear a lot more comfortable clothes in this season. Mom just picked out our holiday pictures outfits and she says that our family is going to be the cutest on the block in our snowflake sweaters; dad says we look like freaks (whatever that means).
I can hardly wait for the next few months. I have a feeling that things are going to be very exciting based on the amount of wrapping paper that mom has hanging around our abode (I love paper).
