Wednesday, September 14, 2011

How I Describe You


When I'm telling other people about you, this is what I usually comment on:
  • You're in the 90th percentile for height, weight, and head size.
  • You've been 25 pounds for 4 months now.
  • You are very independent and wander off on your own. You throw fits when I make you come inside rather than let you wander all over outside.
  • You love books. You get excited when you hear me say "book" and you run and get a book and I help you carry it over so that we can sit down (with you in my lap) and read it.
  • You've got really curly hair. I'm sad I had to cut it, it just looked like a serious fro sometimes.
  • You are teething like crazy. Your 4 first molars are swollen and huge... you're not sleeping well as a result. Dear teeth - please pop through already.
  • You are a mini-dadda
  • You are addicted to the computer. I can't sit down at it without you coming straight over to get in my lap. You'll be very focused on anything I'm working on. You like to pull my hands off the keyboard and mouse... not sure why. We can't even walk by our room or else you'll see the computer and fuss to come in and sit here.
  • You love phones. Everything you pick up can be used as a phone. You have practically destroyed my phone... it is now off-limits.
  • You love kisses. You give kisses all the time. You even say "mwah" when kissing. You kiss your little toy figurines, also.
  • You love crackers, cheerios, and bananas. That's pretty much your whole diet.
  • You love to play with kids. If there is a kid you follow them everywhere laughing and flapping your arms.
  • You like to sit in laps.
  • You love to say hi to everyone.
  • You get out of being in trouble by smiling and saying "hi" or "uh-oh" right after you do something you're not supposed to.
  • You think walking is super fun.
  • I could drop you off in nursery today and you would not even notice I wasn't in there. However, I am in there (as it is my calling) and so are you, I've left you in there for 20 minutes and you didn't care. I hope it's the same when you are 18 months.
  • You love attention. You hate when I do the dishes and you just stand at my legs and fuss for me to pick you up. You like to be held. You like to be played with, you don't seem to entertain yourself very long.
  • You are a flirt and love to be acknowledged for every little thing you do. If you climb onto your train, you look up and smile waiting for someone to applaud you... this is how it is with almost everything you do. So sweet.
Sadly, that picture of you looks like a toddler. Where is my sweet tiny baby?

Thursday, September 8, 2011

Mr. Attitude

You have developed quite the attitude lately.

Don't get me wrong. You are still one of the easiest going babies on the planet... or toddlers, I should say.

But, when you don't want something, you show me. Rather than your cute little lip-pucker and turning away of the head... now, you grab whatever I'm offering and throw it on the floor!

Last night I tried to give you Ibuprofen to help you feel better (teething majorly) and you grabbed the cup and tried to chuck it. Luckily, I held on and saved it from being dumped all over the carpet. You do this with crackers and other food during the day... I tend to give you the wrong thing all the time. haha.

I'm not sure why you like to show me just how much you don't want that item... I think sometimes that you just like to throw things. Please go back to being sweet and accepting everything from me. Maybe when your molars finally poke through you'll be less agitated. You poor thing. Your teeth are hurting you so bad right now.

Side note: You are SUCH A SHOWOFF!! Your cousin Baylie (16 years old) came over yesterday and you tried to show off the whole time she was here. When you clapped, you'd look at her and smile and wait for her to notice. You played all your games and showed her how to put the toy envelope in the toy mailbox. You ran around and giggled. It was sooooooo funny!

Wednesday, September 7, 2011

Legos


I am so glad that we got you legos for your birthday. You LOVE stacking them. You put the legos together and pull them apart and put them back together again. You are really good at it, my talented little child.