Today's big accomplishment was that little bug can immitate animals on command.
Us: "What does the monkey say?"
Bug: "ooooo"
Us: "Can you say duck?"
Bug: "uck, uck, uck"
Us: "What does the duck say?"
Bug: [cross between a growl and a quack]
--end scene--
She also feeds herself with a spoon. My big mistake was handing her applesauce to "spoon" into her mouth. Apparently spoon = catapult in little bug's brain.
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
Pad, Pad, Crash, Thunk
Little bug is enjoying her newfound freedom and running around the house everywhere. All I hear is pad, pad, pad, silence, crash, 'oh', pad, pad, pad...as her little feet run around on the hardwoods. We were in the living room talking and little bug was making her rounds around the house, going into the kitchen and bringing us things. First she brought me a styrofoam coffee cup, then a lid - I was hoping for the coffee pot next, but she padded over with the potato masher, of course.
We were playing with her stacking rings, learning how things fit. She got the concept of stacking the rings on the pole, but then tried to stack a book on top of it. Frustration set in, so she picked up her little pole with the rings on it, walked over to the top of the stairs and took the rings off one by one and tossed them through the slats of her baby gate down the stairs. So I guess the lesson of what fits where was extended to include the fact that plastic rings fit through the slats of the baby gate.
The little narcissist has also realized that the back of daddy's guitar is shiny enough for her to see her reflection. So when he is playing she acts sweet like she wants to play with the guitar and then makes him spin it around so she can see herself in the wood on the back. She gives herself a kiss, giggles and pads away.
We were playing with her stacking rings, learning how things fit. She got the concept of stacking the rings on the pole, but then tried to stack a book on top of it. Frustration set in, so she picked up her little pole with the rings on it, walked over to the top of the stairs and took the rings off one by one and tossed them through the slats of her baby gate down the stairs. So I guess the lesson of what fits where was extended to include the fact that plastic rings fit through the slats of the baby gate.
The little narcissist has also realized that the back of daddy's guitar is shiny enough for her to see her reflection. So when he is playing she acts sweet like she wants to play with the guitar and then makes him spin it around so she can see herself in the wood on the back. She gives herself a kiss, giggles and pads away.
Sunday, July 27, 2008
Let me do it!
I thought we were going to have a few more months before little bug went through the, "I want to do it on my own" phase. Lucky us. It has already started. Now that little bug can walk/run anywhere, she wants to do everything on her own. Open & close doors, turn the light switches on & off, put clothes in the dryer (or the corner of her room that she things is the best spot for wet laundry)...you name it.
This has also spilled (literally) into eating. She wants to eat things like mommy does. Which means if I'm eating a sandwich and holding it, she has to hold it before she takes a bite. She'll eat pretty much everything (egg drop soup, pizza, turkey, mu shu pork) and if something is on your plate, she wants it. She's picking up a lot of good concepts, but waiting for something to cool is not one of them. Last night we picked up fried chicken and I was feeding her pieces of a biscuit. Big mistake. She had to hold the biscuit and make a mess of it on her tray before she'd eat it. Same deal with the chicken, I actually had to hand her a drumstick to chew pieces off because she wouldn't eat the pieces I had cut up and put on her tray.
We also have some interesting food combos. Her stomach must be a tank because today she had bananas, hot dog, and mashed potatoes for lunch following her watermelon and oatmeal breakfast. Of course, she still has her snacks of whatever lint, paper, and feather bed feathers she finds on the floor. Off to vacuum!
This has also spilled (literally) into eating. She wants to eat things like mommy does. Which means if I'm eating a sandwich and holding it, she has to hold it before she takes a bite. She'll eat pretty much everything (egg drop soup, pizza, turkey, mu shu pork) and if something is on your plate, she wants it. She's picking up a lot of good concepts, but waiting for something to cool is not one of them. Last night we picked up fried chicken and I was feeding her pieces of a biscuit. Big mistake. She had to hold the biscuit and make a mess of it on her tray before she'd eat it. Same deal with the chicken, I actually had to hand her a drumstick to chew pieces off because she wouldn't eat the pieces I had cut up and put on her tray.
We also have some interesting food combos. Her stomach must be a tank because today she had bananas, hot dog, and mashed potatoes for lunch following her watermelon and oatmeal breakfast. Of course, she still has her snacks of whatever lint, paper, and feather bed feathers she finds on the floor. Off to vacuum!
Snuggle Bug
Right before we left on vacation, we realized that little bug has learned the art of snuggling. She'll teeter over to you and lay down on top of you and snuggle, sometimes it even comes with a sloppy kiss. When we were on vacation, she was on snuggle overload since her pack & play was in our hotel room and (conveniently set up by daddy) located on my side of the bed. I'd wake up in the morning to see little bug standing up in her pack & play, wearing her sleep sack, staring at me.
After a goofy grin, I'd scoop her up and she'd snuggle in bed with us for a few more minutes. I have a little birthmark on my chest near my shoulder, and little bug has no idea what to make of it. She pushes it like a button, the kisses it, then tries to pull it off.
Once she's done snuggling and realizes she can't crawl very well in her sleep sack, the party is over. She starts screaming for a diaper change and bottle.
After a goofy grin, I'd scoop her up and she'd snuggle in bed with us for a few more minutes. I have a little birthmark on my chest near my shoulder, and little bug has no idea what to make of it. She pushes it like a button, the kisses it, then tries to pull it off.
Once she's done snuggling and realizes she can't crawl very well in her sleep sack, the party is over. She starts screaming for a diaper change and bottle.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Little Parrot
Little bugs vocabulary consists of a few words right now, hi, bye (these are actually the same word - kind of like aloha), da-da, ma-ma (which currently sounds like Bubba), and doll. Then she mimics what you say and repeats back sounds. I was across the room and said 'oh', then I hear little bug who was playing with her toys, say 'oh'. With her little noises, she makes sounds that mimic ola, dora, I love you, and uh-oh...
Delayed Transmission
When little bug sees someone to say hello or good-bye she always waves and says 'hi' or 'bye' (since they sound the same when she says them) about a minute after they've already left. It is like the hamster stopped spinning on the wheel in her brain for a few seconds. I'll be strolling her through the grocery store and someone will be waving and smiling at her, then two aisles later she says 'hi' and starts waving at nothing. Today when we were leaving Target, we hit the parking lot and I hear 'bye' and she's waving. A little too late.
She also doesn't seem to be that upset about crawling away from me. Today she's been crawling down the hall, or across the room and I'll wave and say 'bye'. She turns around and gives me a quick wave and says 'bye', smiles, and keeps on trucking.
She also doesn't seem to be that upset about crawling away from me. Today she's been crawling down the hall, or across the room and I'll wave and say 'bye'. She turns around and gives me a quick wave and says 'bye', smiles, and keeps on trucking.
Vacuum Chaser
Little bug is obsessed with the vacuum. She chases it when I'm vacuuming the floor and then she picks up the cord and walks around holding the cord like I do when I'm using it. If she is sitting on the floor, I'll run the vacuum next to her and she tries to crawl on top of it and ride it. Her other trick is to crawl fast in front of the vacuum, and then stop and stand on her head to watch it through her legs. Needless to say, this is all entertaining but makes vacuuming a room a little bit of a challenge.
She's also started acting like a vacuum cleaner herself when it comes to eating. We are now feeding her off of our plates and the other night she polished off a jar of baby food, half of my mashed potatoes and corn and a few bites of pork. Her belly looked like a balloon, then about an hour later she polished off half of her bottle before going to bed. It is feast or famine with her, some days she'll eat everything and other days all she wants are bananas and watermelon.
We just got our shower tiled and it has become little bug's favorite new spot to play. She crawls around the tiled shower floor and bangs on the walls...kind of like a prisoner in solitary confinement, but it seems to entertain her.
She's also started acting like a vacuum cleaner herself when it comes to eating. We are now feeding her off of our plates and the other night she polished off a jar of baby food, half of my mashed potatoes and corn and a few bites of pork. Her belly looked like a balloon, then about an hour later she polished off half of her bottle before going to bed. It is feast or famine with her, some days she'll eat everything and other days all she wants are bananas and watermelon.
We just got our shower tiled and it has become little bug's favorite new spot to play. She crawls around the tiled shower floor and bangs on the walls...kind of like a prisoner in solitary confinement, but it seems to entertain her.
Friday, July 4, 2008
Laundry Sure, But I Don't Do Windows
I was moving a load of clothes from the washer to the dryer and little bug was holding onto my legs trying to get in the middle of everything. So I handed her a sock and told her to put it in the dryer. She stood up on her tippy toes and put it in the dryer and then slammed the dryer door shut. I was pretty impressed, so I handed her two socks. She looked at me, grinned, and took off crawling down the hallway with her two socks. I chased after her, grabbed a sock and showed her that it had to go in the dryer. After debating what she was going to do for a while, she reluctantly grabbed the sock, put it in the dryer and then slammed the door shut.
All That Glitters
Little bug is 100 percent girl, girly to be exact. She has picked up a habit of taking my bracelets off of me when I come home from work so that she can wear them. She puts them on her arms and walks around with her arms in the air so that the bracelets don't fall off. She'll also wear my big necklaces that almost hang down the floor on her. When she puts one on she gets a huge smile.
She likes holding onto my jewelry and hides it in her favorite spots. We made a tent out of her little activity gym by tossing a blanket on top of it. She hides in it and brings her favorite toys into the tent with her. I was running late leaving for work and couldn't find my watch anywhere. As I was about to give up, I spotted her little tent and inside of it I found my watch, the lid to a jar of nuts, and a little bottle of sprinkles.
This week we were shopping for some big gold gangsta chains for her to wear to the "Come as your favorite rock star 4th of July BBQ" and instead of finding gold chains, I found a pink beaded necklace with matching bracelets and choking hazard ring (which I tossed of course). Little bug grabbed onto the necklace in the store and would barely let go of it for the cashier to ring us up. She wore it in the carseat and then walked around the house with it. Luckily she forgot about it when it came bedtime.
She likes holding onto my jewelry and hides it in her favorite spots. We made a tent out of her little activity gym by tossing a blanket on top of it. She hides in it and brings her favorite toys into the tent with her. I was running late leaving for work and couldn't find my watch anywhere. As I was about to give up, I spotted her little tent and inside of it I found my watch, the lid to a jar of nuts, and a little bottle of sprinkles.
This week we were shopping for some big gold gangsta chains for her to wear to the "Come as your favorite rock star 4th of July BBQ" and instead of finding gold chains, I found a pink beaded necklace with matching bracelets and choking hazard ring (which I tossed of course). Little bug grabbed onto the necklace in the store and would barely let go of it for the cashier to ring us up. She wore it in the carseat and then walked around the house with it. Luckily she forgot about it when it came bedtime.
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