Happy in the Highchair

Exercise

The Big NUMBER ONE

Today's my offical birthday, and I celebrated by cutting two molars and learning how to stand up all by my bad self when sitting in the middle of the floor. Hoooorrrrrrayyyyyyyyy!!!!!!

Playing Mommy

First I played with my baby doll, then August was handy, so...

My Birthday Party

Chatterbox

No pictures for now, just words. Yep, I'm talking. I can say 'dog,' 'ball,' 'go,' 'mama,' 'book,' and even a two syllable word, 'kitty.' These words I use regularly, identifying the object with a gesture and a distinguishable label. It's a toss up what my first real word was, since I started using all these at once. A few weeks ago I said 'mamen' every time we prayed but I've given that up and now I just laugh when they end the prayer. Oh, and yesterday I walked over to the fridge and, lovingly stroking the door, I said 'milk.' They keep telling me to say please and thank you, but I return blank stares and point violently to what I want, until I usually (and I do say usually) get it.

My Doo

Every baby has to have at least one mohawk after a bath...

My Pals

Over Christmas, August and I got together with our pals, Emma and Bea, and had a grand old time.