You've had a pretty big month. You now know lots of tricks--waving, clapping, giving high fives, blowing raspberries, blowing bubbles in the pool. You can stand on your own, stand up from the squatting position and vice versa, cruise like nobody's business. You have mastered the stairs. Up, anyway. You climb off the furniture on your own. You get into and out of the kid-sized chairs all by yourself. You've actually taken a few steps here and there over the last week. Very exciting! But I think it will be awhile before you're proficient. No rush.
You almost solely eat finger foods. We give you a plate but it often ends up on the floor or turned upside down. You also get a sippy cup. You still spit a lot of it out. You play with plasticware but we rarely let you try to feed yourself. When you do, you're a mess.
You're starting to thin out a little. We go to the doctor on Friday so I'll update your stats then. Your hair is still strawberry blonde and it's getting thicker. You have the best eyes and long (but pale) eye lashes. I think you're going to have my long fingers and toes. Still just the 5 teeth.
You're sleeping ok. Daddy often puts you to bed. Our evening routine is going on a family walk followed by a kids' joint bath. Sometimes your sister and I then join you and Daddy in your room. Y'all play a little and then read some. We break away and Daddy gives you a bottle and puts you to bed. Sometimes you're easy, and sometimes you cry and cry. Still often wake up too early. You have an erratic nap schedule these days, and I'm a little concerned you'll be asleep for your entire birthday party on Saturday. I scheduled the time back when your nap schedule was pretty predictable. So it goes.
You now say Dada, and I think you know what it means. You say Mama, too, but I'm not convinced you mean it. Last Friday, your auntie was watching you and you repeated "no, no." You've said it a few times since. It totally freaks me out because it means you're communicating. You will have a voice. I can't wait to hear what all it says.
You still really dislike diaper changes, getting dressed, and having your nails trimmed. You love being outside and hate coming back in. You play with blocks and are starting to try to figure things out a bit more. You love getting into the kitchen cabinets and pantry and wish you could get into the potty. You absolutely LOVE dogs. Even more than your sister, I think--which I hardly believe is possible. You want to lounge on them. Tessa lets you and Maggie surprisingly tolerates you. You love water and will find any little puddle to soak yourself in. And you often prefer Daddy, which works out well since your sister is the opposite.