Monday, March 13, 2017

charlie, eleven months.

The realization has hit me like a ton of bricks. We have less than a month left until you ditch the title of "baby" and magically transform into a toddler. You are eleven months old, Charlie! Your first birthday is barreling towards us so quickly. While some of the nights (and days) along the way have seemed very long, this has been the fastest 11 months of my life.

In the last month you have turned into a total chatterbox. You sit and "read" your books and it is just the sweetest thing anyone has ever heard. Daddy gets most of your vocal attention. At first you called him "Dee-dah! Dee-dah!". Now he's Dada, and it is of course your favorite word. My favorite thing you say is "cheee-tahhh". You're trying hard to say dog and cat. We went over to Corinne's a couple of weeks ago to see their newest farm babies and you stood beside them and said "chi-chick". When we're eating and you want more you'll sometimes say "biiiii!" (bite). You've said Ro-Ro, Yaya (Layla) and so far just call me "ba-ba". Still working on that "m" sound, ha! That's okay, I'll wait.

Your latest trick is that you've learned to blow kisses. Amazing. You can point to your belly, your hair, and your nose. You love to sit on the trampoline in my lap while Henry bounces. You love to put things into a container then pour them out. And repeat. And you still love to squeeze yourself between any two pieces of furniture you can.



You love all the pets in this house. Floppit flees when she sees you coming. Layla begrudgingly lets you pet her, but only so she can sit next to me as well. Gus puts up with all kinds of nonsense from you, and just rolls over to let you pat (or pull the fur off of) his belly. But Preston is not a fan. You keep trying although his answer is the same every time.



You made your second trip up to Ohio last month. We went up with Gaga, Pappy & Henry to celebrate Evy Ruth's first birthday! It was so much fun to watch the two of you together!




You've decided that these two folks are definitely some of your favorites.




You make our days brighter, Charlie Anne. What ever did we do before you? Happy eleven months!








Thursday, February 16, 2017

charlie, ten months

Dear Charlie-

You sneaky little baby. Somehow you've managed to transform into a ten month old when I wasn't looking! My mommy brain can hardly comprehend the fact that we're on the rapid countdown to your first birthday. Each day you get livelier and funnier. You love to explore and get into everything that you're not supposed to. You find new and unusual (and naughty) places to play, especially in the bathroom.




You still love Gus and the feeling is still not mutual.



You're an expert bubble blower. It's pretty impressive, to be honest. You open that little mouth and say "maaaa" and look just like a little bullfrog, every time.



You do the funniest little thing where you sit on your bottom and use your feet to spin around in a circle. You still love to "give lovings" to people, especially to your Daddy. You light up when he comes downstairs at the end of his workday. You've (unfortunately) learned to climb those stairs too. You have FINALLY gotten over your stranger danger (you know, that's been going on since you were two months old) and you will let other people hold you!! Some days you eat like a teenage boy. The other morning for breakfast you ate an entire bowl of oatmeal and a banana! The day before that you ate three scrambled eggs. Hungry girl! We really haven't given you any food that you just won't eat but eggs, strawberries, bananas and green beans are favorites. You love to drink water with a straw, even Mommy's LaCroix. You take two naps a day- usually a couple of hours just before lunch, then a shorter one later on. You do so well with putting yourself to sleep. You usually go to bed around 7 and most nights we don't hear a peep out of you until 4-5 am when you will sometimes wake once to nurse and go back to bed. The last three nights you've skipped that early morning wake-up and waited until 6:30!

You're still not walking, although I have no doubt you have the physical ability to do it. You just haven't psyched yourself up mentally for it yet. You spend at least 50% of your day pushing the chairs and barstools around the kitchen and living room to get to where you want to go. You crawl so fast these days you're like a blur. We call you "baby slap-slap" because we can always hear those hands smacking the floor when you're on the go. On warmer days you love to go to the park and get pushed in the swing. It makes you laugh your head off. You love when we go next door to visit so you can try to stick your fingers into every orifice of Hudson's face. You love to be upside down and are so ticklish.

Happy ten months, Charlie-girl. You light up the world with joy and the world can't help but smile right back at you. We love you!