On Friday you turned 15 months old. I kind of feel like we should adjust your age like they do with preemies because we totally lost the whole month of February to RSV and the pukes and you weren't able to practice your new tricks. So it's really like you're 14 months. Whatever. We're kind of getting to the point in time where counting months starts to seem a little ridiculous. I think in another month I'll just start telling people you're almost 1 1/2. That makes it sound like we mean business, don't you think?
You are looking so much more like a little kid to me. And everyone else. Maybe it's because you're actually growing up even though I am always telling you not to.
Right now you are on this kick of wanting to hold my hand and walk for miles. Fine with me, it's getting warmer out and I'm keen to just walk with you for as long as you want. Sort of. Sometimes we have to go places and do things. Call me crazy. Your dad says you look like a little chimpanzee because you hold up both of your hands when you walk. It is SO CUTE, dude.
When you were about 6 months old, I took you to Baby Sing and Sign class. I did the signs with you pretty consistently for at least 3 months and you never really seemed to respond or try to do it yourself so I gave up. I didn't feel like I had any trouble knowing what you needed, so why bother? I just figured you weren't the signing type. Well...fast forward to now and you sign "eat" and "more" ALL THE TIME. It's pretty cool. I guess you were taking notes and waiting for the right time. It's good that now you can tell me when you want to eat - you used to never want to eat so that's new territory.
You still love to ride your Fropper and take everything out of the cupboards and read books. You were reading a farm book to yourself the other day and you said "MOO!" totally out of nowhere. I was shocked! Never a dull moment around here.
On Thursday (Grandpa David's birthday), your Aunt Jess is going to burst onto the scene. I predict that you two best friends will have more fun than you ever have had before. Things have really turned around for her and she's happy - things have really turned around for YOU and you're happy - it's going to be a party! I can't wait!
Speaking of Aunt Jess, you have started to let me know (without crying) that you are unhappy with my actions. Aunt Jess does this same thing sometimes. It looks like this:
We are having so much fun. I love that I get to spend every single day playing with you. What a lucky mama I am.
I love you, Bean!
Mama
3 comments:
Chelsea and Zoe, my favorite bloggers. So glad to have you back. You warm my heart with your sweet tales. We need this back here in Michigan with the freak 9 inch snow dump in March. That picture of Zoe doing Jess impersonations cracked me UP.Have great fun this weeekend. I love you so!!!! Mum
I love you more than all Zoe. at least more than Roger.
You are such a great mom, writing all these letters. And I must say I was struck by the lovely brown grass and bits of half bricks in your photos, and then i recognized them as *my* brown grass and half bricks. You could have credited me, but whatever. I suppose your cute daughter is more important.
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