Every day you grow and learn new things -- some good, some bad. It's amazing to watch it unfold either way.
Your language skills are really coming along now. You understand the words I say, most of them anyway. You follow one and two-step commands, unless you're being defiant and then you ignore me altogether. Your words are: mama, dada, hot, hat, cracker, gok (book), shoe, goggie (doggie), pup pup (doggie), and duck. The other ones are probably words but I don't understand them.
You had your first real boo-boo/accident. At daycare you were unstrapped from the buggy and launched yourself to the sidewalk, injuring your pretty little nose. I wasn't even sure if you had nose bones in there to break, but if you did I was sure you broke it. You healed up rather quickly and a visit to your pediatrician assured me you were going to be okay. You also battled another round of teething angst -- this time, your canines. Because of the new teeth, you're not eating very well. You like snacking on things like crackers and veggies, but lately you're just content to chug your milk.Your favorite toys involve shape sorting and organizing things. Since it's finally getting to be more spring-like, Daddy and I have been taking you to the playground and on walks. You're still terrified of the swingset for some unknown reason.
The most stress-inducing trick you have is deliberately disobeying our orders. You will purposefully touch something you're not supposed to and HOPE that you're yelled at! You smile the biggest smile while getting reprimanded, it's just unreal. Needless to say, I'm at my wits end trying to keep you safe because you just want to do the things you're not supposed to. And be smug about it.
You now won't go to just anyone. It takes you a bit to warm up to friends and family members, though you happily let the waitresses at the local Chinese buffet hoist you around.
You continue to amaze and surprise me all the time. I often wish I could shrink you back up to 5 months old, but you are so fun now that you can communicate a little. I dream of all the things I can teach you and all the activities we can do together as you grow into a young lady. And most of all, I still have to pinch myself daily when I look at you and then it hits me "I'm this beautiful girl's mama. WHAT?" I've never known another child with as much personality and charm as you. Of course, I'm clearly bias and I have a thick pair of mommy goggles, but other have told me the same. You're pure magic, Buggy. Magic.
