In the last couple weeks or so, she's become more interested in talking. She may have said a couple words a couple months ago, but for whatever reason, lost all interest up until this month. I love her words, and I make a big deal every time she uses one. Here are some of her new ones that I can think of:
- Shish-ee. Sissy. She said it once when I was putting a dress on her that was just like Delaney's. Other times, she will just say it as she follows her around.
- Eye. She says it as she's trying to poke me in the eye.
- Gock. She points to her Mr. Clock and says it.
- Beh-yee. Belly. She pulls up her shirt and points to it.
- Joosh. Juice
- Baby. She said it clear as day when I asked her to.
- No. She said that for the very first time on 10/14.
- She shakes her head emphatically "yes" and will sometimes say "Yeah" if you ask her questions like, "Do you want a snack?" "Do you want to go bye-bye?"
- Bump. She likes to say this on every step as she goes down the stairs.
If I ask her to say a word, she'll say it. She'll go through a list. Grandma. Grandpa. Dog. Cat. Fish. But she usually doesn't use a word unless I ask her to.
She's obsessed with the buckles on her carseat and her booster seat at the table. She wants to do it herself. After she eats, I unbuckle her, but then she just buckles the straps again. Then she grunts until I come over and unbuckle them again. She'll keep doing that until I finally yank her out of the chair and tell her to go play.
She's an adventurer. She's been known to take a few stairs the fast way from time to time. Her antics on the living room couch sometimes almost give me a heart attack. A couple weeks ago, she rode a pony with wheels off a coffee table in the play room. We heard the loud thump and sprinted up there to find her lying in a heap. She got right up, though, and was fine.
|Owie. This is one of her most common injuries -- she slips and falls, usually on the stairs, and then bites somewhere in her mouth with her sharp little teeth.|
She's all but given up her morning nap this month. I remember last month saying she was nowhere near ready to give it up, but that's how quickly things change. She will still nap occasionally in the morning. If she looks sleepy, I'll lay her down. She may or may not sleep. It makes me a little sad to see this big part of her babyhood falling by the wayside. Why is she in such a big hurry to grow up?
A year ago today: Annalise at five months