Eleanor,
Baby! You are already one year old! How did that happen?! I swear you were born just a couple of months ago. Time is flying by!
Here's the Reader's Digest version of what you have been up to the past few months.
Around nine months you started doing this lip smacking thing. It started out as a noise you made when you were eating and then it became your "word" to tell us you were hungry. I love that you found your own way to tell us what you wanted.
I started doing your hair in a ponytail on the top of your head at 9 1/2 months. Your bangs were always hanging in your eyes. You looked like Who off of a Sr. Seuss story. When your hair was taken out you looked like a rock star with a faux-hawk. Now I keep your hair in two pig-tails.
Around 9 1/2 months you started picking up the sign language that we had been working with you on for months. You know more, please, thank you. You don't sign as much as we would like you to anymore, but you still know the signs we taught you. This morning I taught you "milk" and you starting signing it like crazy. You are one smart cookie!
Nowadays you've started to just point and scream (oh, boy! do you have a scream!) to get what you want. You love to point. I wish you would sign . It's more polite, don'tcha know?
*Who hair.*
You love to dance! You spin a circle and wiggle back and forth. Your dancing makes me laugh!
You wave! We say, "Say Hi!" or "Say Bye Bye!" and you wave like a princess. It's all in the wrist, baby!
*All the pictures and video above are from 9 to 9 1/2 months.*
You are a true girl! You love to carry around any purse you can find. You hook the handles in the crook of your right elbow and waltz around like a Pan Am stewardess.
You took your first steps when Grandma Sherry and Great-Grandma Shirley were here in April. You had been using various toys and furniture to help you walk around the house for a while so we knew it was only a matter of time.
See your hill-billy teeth? You didn't get your top middle teeth until you were 11 months old.
You took your first bath in the bathtub when you were 10 months old. (You had only taken showers with me before that time.) You loved it! You don't get them very often, because showers are more convenient, but when you go get to take a bath, you never want to get out. You are a water baby. You get down on your belly in the tub and slide around like a mermaid. You don't even care when water gets in your face.
*All the pictures above are from 10 to 10 1/2 months.*
*Happy 11 month birthday!*
Grandma Sherry and GiGi always talk about my "scream that could break glass" that I did when I was a baby. You must be my payback because you have my scream and you aren't afraid to use it. You hit pitches so high that my eardrums ring for a minute after you end.
*HAPPY BIRTHDAY! One year old!*
You are a tiny little thing. You used to be in the 90% for height but now you are in the 50%. You have been and still are in the 10% for weight. You must have a very high metabolism because you eat anything and you eat all the time.
You love to sit in buckets, boxes, bowls, pretty much anything that your tiny hiny can fit in.
You love to read. You mostly like to read by yourself. You can look at books by yourself for a long time (a long time for a baby attention span anyway). You bring books to me and climb into my lap and let me read you a couple pages before you decide that I'm not reading it right and you take the book, climb off my lap and go finish it by yourself.
You turned a year and decided to be vertically inclined. You climb on EVERYTHING! It drives me nuts. You especially love the kitchen chairs. I hate that the most because if you are going to crack your head open, it is going to be because you fell off a chair in the kitchen. I fear for you bones.
Your newest obsession is lotion. You find a bottle, bring it to me and try to squirt it on your hands. When you are unsuccessful, you ask for my help. You think it is super funny to rub your hands together and feel the lotion squish in between your fingers.
You can follow simple instructions. Examples: Put your bink in your bed. Put that back on the couch. Go get a book. Give me kiss. (Insert huge, wet, open mouth here.) Sit down. (Which is what you do instead of signing "please.") There are others; I just can't think of them. You are also starting to listen to and understand us when we say, "No!" which is good because sometimes it is a matter of safety.
Your daddy and I are so proud of you! We feel so blessed to be your parents and to watch you grow and learn. XOXOXO
I love you, A BUSHEL AND A PECK!
Mom
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