Wow, twelve months old already! I'm amazed by how much can happen to a little person in just one year. She's gone from a tiny person who didn't know how to eat or sleep by herself, to a little toddler with the biggest personality and her own opinions about what she should be eating, and when she should be sleeping. I can't boast that I made her myself anymore, because she's so much greater and bigger than anything I could have ever accomplished. I'm so proud to have such a big-hearted, fearless girl who loves so freely and openly.
She has become so independent. She crawls so fast, cruises laps around the furniture, races her wagon back and forth across the house. She refuses to be hand fed, and has very decided opinions about which foods she will and will not eat, and "mush" is definitely out of the question. She loves Sunday school and play-dates. If I left her in a room full of children, she would stay happy indefinitely, and forget she ever had parents.
She tries so hard to be grown-up. Everyday I catch her trying to imitate me doing things, like trying to drink from a water-bottle, read a book, write with a pen, talk on the phone, push carts at the store or open and close containers. She imitates the way David and I talk, too. When we leave her in her high-chair for a while she starts to babble, and sometimes she sounds just like me and David when we pick on each other.
I'm so grateful that she loves music so much. She dances and claps whenever she hears music, or even when I sing or whistle to her. She loves to bang on everything and gets so excited when she can make two different sounds at the same time. Her favorite toy is is her new xylophone, she'll go straight to it and dig it out of a huge pile of toys every time she sees it. She holds her mallet so artfully, like a tiny maestro.
I'm pretty intimidated by the thought of raising a toddler. Raising a baby was easy. All I had to do was feed her, change her, love her and play with her. Now she'll require activities, meals, and patience (I am the polar opposite of structure and graciousness).
Here's to one year conquered, may the next be just as delightful!
Cool Stuff she can do:
Give kisses
Dance
Clap to music
Walk (10 steps is her record!)
Climb stairs
Bend over and pick stuff up
She has become so independent. She crawls so fast, cruises laps around the furniture, races her wagon back and forth across the house. She refuses to be hand fed, and has very decided opinions about which foods she will and will not eat, and "mush" is definitely out of the question. She loves Sunday school and play-dates. If I left her in a room full of children, she would stay happy indefinitely, and forget she ever had parents.
She tries so hard to be grown-up. Everyday I catch her trying to imitate me doing things, like trying to drink from a water-bottle, read a book, write with a pen, talk on the phone, push carts at the store or open and close containers. She imitates the way David and I talk, too. When we leave her in her high-chair for a while she starts to babble, and sometimes she sounds just like me and David when we pick on each other.
I'm so grateful that she loves music so much. She dances and claps whenever she hears music, or even when I sing or whistle to her. She loves to bang on everything and gets so excited when she can make two different sounds at the same time. Her favorite toy is is her new xylophone, she'll go straight to it and dig it out of a huge pile of toys every time she sees it. She holds her mallet so artfully, like a tiny maestro.
I'm pretty intimidated by the thought of raising a toddler. Raising a baby was easy. All I had to do was feed her, change her, love her and play with her. Now she'll require activities, meals, and patience (I am the polar opposite of structure and graciousness).
Here's to one year conquered, may the next be just as delightful!
Cool Stuff she can do:
Give kisses
Dance
Clap to music
Walk (10 steps is her record!)
Climb stairs
Bend over and pick stuff up
Actively play Peekaboo
Play hide-and-seek with a phone
Play hide-and-seek with a phone
Throw stuff overhand (usually food)
Pull her wagon backwords
Stuff she likes:
Playing chase or peekaboo with her buddy
Her toy xylophone
Digging in my purse
"swimming"
Buckets
Drawing
Animals
Bread, cheerios, pasta, as long as it's not a vegetable and it's been baked
Nibbling
Tooth Count:
Four, plus two more upper teeth on the way
Words she can sign:
More, milk, food, up, please
Words she can say:
Hi
Pull her wagon backwords
Stuff she likes:
Playing chase or peekaboo with her buddy
Her toy xylophone
Digging in my purse
"swimming"
Buckets
Drawing
Animals
Bread, cheerios, pasta, as long as it's not a vegetable and it's been baked
Nibbling
Tooth Count:
Four, plus two more upper teeth on the way
Words she can sign:
More, milk, food, up, please
Words she can say:
Hi
She is scrumptious! I love the toddler years! At least as a babysitter. Play! Play! Play!
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