11 Months
Dear Lolli -
Today you are eleven month old. Where has all the time gone? This month has been amazing. Your vocabulary has expanded significantly, you now say "mama" and "dad-EE" to the correct parent. You've learned to pet the cats gently (though your idea of hugging them is still to body slam them with all your weight) and they have grudgingly started to tolerate you. Frank has learned that if he hangs out by the bottom of the high chair, he gets treated to lots and lots of small pieces of expensive organic chicken that you drop on the floor.
You have decided that you are no longer a baby and will not allow anyone to feed you anything. You want to feed yourself, with hilariously unintended consequences. I would get stressed and more stressed about how little was actually making it into your mouth, but I'm trying to let it go and just enjoy your new independence. You are definitely showing us signs of toddler temper tantrums to come, but even when you get mad and kick your legs and shake your fists and scream in frustration, you're so incredibly cute that mommy and daddy can't help but smile.
You now respond to your name and understand the word "no' (though you still usually turn around, pause, smile and then go back to whatever verboten activity you were doing). You've also discovered your inner horror movie scream and love to practice it over and over again. Seriously, Sloane, that scream can etch glass, and you find it hilarious. Mommy and Daddy? Not so much.
This is the month that your manual dexterity has improved drastically. You can now pinch and poke and pull out small hairs, like the ones on daddy's arms and chest. You pinch and poke us mercilessly, and we let you because we adore you.
Your personality is so winning and charming that you can melt glaciers. Sometimes, I think global warming can be attributed to your sweetness and warmth.
Your daddy and I are amazed every single day by all that you have accomplished and wake every morning so excited to see what that day with you will bring.
In just a few short weeks, you will be one years old and no longer our baby, but our toddler. We love you so much, Lolli - you're the best little girl in the whole world.
love,
your mommy
Today you are eleven month old. Where has all the time gone? This month has been amazing. Your vocabulary has expanded significantly, you now say "mama" and "dad-EE" to the correct parent. You've learned to pet the cats gently (though your idea of hugging them is still to body slam them with all your weight) and they have grudgingly started to tolerate you. Frank has learned that if he hangs out by the bottom of the high chair, he gets treated to lots and lots of small pieces of expensive organic chicken that you drop on the floor.
You have decided that you are no longer a baby and will not allow anyone to feed you anything. You want to feed yourself, with hilariously unintended consequences. I would get stressed and more stressed about how little was actually making it into your mouth, but I'm trying to let it go and just enjoy your new independence. You are definitely showing us signs of toddler temper tantrums to come, but even when you get mad and kick your legs and shake your fists and scream in frustration, you're so incredibly cute that mommy and daddy can't help but smile.
You now respond to your name and understand the word "no' (though you still usually turn around, pause, smile and then go back to whatever verboten activity you were doing). You've also discovered your inner horror movie scream and love to practice it over and over again. Seriously, Sloane, that scream can etch glass, and you find it hilarious. Mommy and Daddy? Not so much.
This is the month that your manual dexterity has improved drastically. You can now pinch and poke and pull out small hairs, like the ones on daddy's arms and chest. You pinch and poke us mercilessly, and we let you because we adore you.
Your personality is so winning and charming that you can melt glaciers. Sometimes, I think global warming can be attributed to your sweetness and warmth.
Your daddy and I are amazed every single day by all that you have accomplished and wake every morning so excited to see what that day with you will bring.
In just a few short weeks, you will be one years old and no longer our baby, but our toddler. We love you so much, Lolli - you're the best little girl in the whole world.
love,
your mommy
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