Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Let me start off by saying that I'm SO sorry that it has been so long since I last wrote. I'm going to try my best not to go that long again without writing you. You see, Mommy is still in school. I know, I know...a 25 year old still in school? Crazy. Right? I promise that one day I will get out, but I really enjoy what I am learning, and I am hoping to make my mark on the world a substantial one. Although, I must say, that if I died today, I think that I would be pretty happy because God allowed for me to have you.
You are getting so big now. I often look back at your baby pictures and wonder. . ."How in the world?!" You went from being just a small little thing (6 lbs. 14 oz. and 20 in.) to being a full fledged toddler running around like a little monkey!
I was just telling one of our family members the other day that I think that because you waited so long to walk, that you have been making up for lost time. Although you walked while you held onto our fingers at about 10 months, you didn't walk on your own until you were in your 16th month. When you were about 11 months old, you let go of the sofa and fell and bruised your top gum. From then on you decided that walking was risky business, and that you would have no part of it. You decided that you fell a lot less when you walked on your knees. Yes, that's right, you walked on your knees for months. I found it very cute, but started to worry a little when I realized the security of walking on your knees kept you from ever trying to walk on your feet. Some of the ladies at the daycare were concerned too, and they started analyzing you, which irritated me to no end. Don't worry. All I had to do was give them "the eye" and they let us be.
I asked your pediatrician about it, and she said that was perfectly fine, and that it showed that you were a smart and cautious kid. Your daddy and I tried everything to tempt you. Chocolate, juice, cookies. . .the works! Finally, on April 3 you accidentally took about 7 steps following me into the bathroom. When I realized what had just happened I immediately started screaming "Yay!!! You did it!!!" and crying like a baby. You started crying too, and together we were one huge mess. Needless to say, I scared you away from walking for about two days, but then you walked across a table to your Oma, and took a few steps to your daddy. Within 2-3 weeks you literally went from baby steps to almost running. I was so proud of you. I still get a little weepy just thinking back on it!
Ever since that day you have been a completely different child. You went from being a cautious and reserved little baby, to being a rambunctious, happy little girl, and I love every minute of it. Your Daddy and I often play tickle tag with you, in which we all run around the house tickling you on the tummy and underarms. You of course scream and giggle, and enjoy it immensely. :)
You also really love music, dancing, and books. When you were about 13 months old you started singing and pretending to direct song like the men at church. All the ladies around us would try, and try not to giggle, but you were just so cute standing up on the back of the pew, swinging your arms and singing "La, La, La!" At 18 months I realized that you were singing the two songs "Jesus Loves Me" and your "ABCs." You didn't have the words completely right, but the tune was undeniable. Now at 21 months, you can sing "Jesus loves Me Da, Da, Da" and "A, B, C, D, G, D, J . . . da, da, da, da, play wit me." Not to shabby!!! You also figured out that the letters in the alphabet song are also in books, so even though you can't read yet (of course!), you will get a book about ducks (like you did this evening while I dried you off from your bath) and tell me "I love duck. . . A, B, C. . .I see duck. . . I see utter duck. . . A, B, C, D, T. . . I love duck, Mommy." Oh, you are so smart. I hope that you dream big in your life, and do just what you want, no matter what.
You also have a great sense of humor. I was just telling your Oma today, about how after Daddy gave you a bath last night I was designated to be the bedtime parent. I read you a book, and you curled up in my lap and tried to tickle me. I, of course, returned the favor and tickled your tummy, etc. We laughed and laughed, and out of now where you looked off into the distance, growing tired, and said "la, la, la" and I mocked you saying "la, la, la." Oh my word, you'd think that I had said the funniest joke on the planet. You laughed hysterically for about 10 minutes and even lost your breath! It was hilarious, and all I could do was laugh along with you! Needless to say, that bedtime was easy that night, and that you fell asleep pretty quickly from all that tiring giddiness.
Well, Ladybug, I need to go. I have to take a test tonight for one of my classes. I'll write again soon. Promise.
I love you,
P.S. You also love bubbles!
Posted by Meagan at 7:03 PM