...and she's officially walking.
My Dad sent me an email this afternoon that read:
" There she goes. Life will never be the same. But that's ok.
Love, Pops
Some of Her Favorite Things
Right Now:
Playing peek-a-boo. Which consists of her yelling out "boooh" when she hides her face only to very quickly peek back at us with a huge grin, often accompanied by squeals. She is so very proud of herself for being so tricky! And we of course laugh and laugh because we can't help ourselves.
The other big thing that she's into right now is the bellybutton game. You should really play it sometime! The object is to lift your shirt ( or even your "team-mates" shirt if you'd rather) or look down your( or your "team-mates") shirt. Once you've finally spotted the sought after b.b. (which we have shortened it to "bee-boo") , burst out into a giggle of glee and then proceed to tickle yourself or your "team-mate" with gusto.
You repeat this pattern over and over until you get distracted by something like, the cat for instance.
Words She is saying:
Hi there! (hii-der)
mom-mom-mom-mom-mom-mom
happy ( my favorite word that she says)
num-num
baaa
moo
tweet
boo (booh)
thank you ( we tell her,
" say please' so she says " tane-choo")
walk-walk
side (outside)
pretty ( my other favorite word that she says...
usually either in response to someone's earrings or a flower
we've stopped to smell)
one ( if you ask her " how old is baby")
that (dat) as she says it as a question and points at everything,
wanting to know what "that" is...
So aside from the occasional poop in the bath-tub,
refusal to nap or eat her peas,
emptying of the contents of
every bottom drawer in our house,
and throwing the kind of fit that is accompanied
by throwing oneself down on the floor,
much wailing and kicking of the feet...
being her mommy is pure bliss.
