We took you to the park after cake and naps, so that we could ride you around in your new bike buggy. Which you didn’t like. But you do now! That’s all I can recall of your birthday, this is a bad day for me, kiddo. I need to get some stuff down, though!
Things you do at the moment:
- Wave and say “heeeeeey!” You always wave to yourself in the mirror.
- Ride exceedingly well in the car. You like to play hide and seek with a blanket.
- Stand unassisted for ages.
- Dance with one finger in the air. It is ridiculous.
- Dance to everything. The spin cycle on the wash. Birdsong. Anything with rhythm. You have also started singing along to the piano.
- Wiggle and take off whenever we try to change your pants. Seriously. I don’t think you love to be naked so much as you love to be moving. Your little baby butt is pretty cute, boogying across the guest bed as we chase you with a diaper.
- Drink out of a cup. YOu drink perfectly, but after drinking you usually smile and then shake the cup. So, sippy cups are still the order of the day.
- Give high fives.
- Smile all the time. Your babysitter calls you a smiley box. She also calls you little rascal, and you adore her.
- Read aloud. It’s pretty cute, esp. when you have the book upside down.
- You have the biggest cowlick. It is Guinness book of world records huge, and uncontrollable. This past weekend at your Uncle Randy’s college graduation, you had the spit of 5 Watson women in your hair and it still didn’t stay smoothed.
- You have started calling everything “dog.” We think.