My morning activities

I've politely taken Mama's breakfast spoon from her and put it into the dishwasher by myself. I then closed the dishwasher back up.

Then I started dancing on the couch (Mama attempted video, but is pretty sure it didn't work. She made nasty grumbling noises at the video camera.) I was really "into" the song on the radio.

I've tried to help her with her posts this morning. I don't really understand why she keeps moving my hands off the keyboard.

But the morning is young, and there are more things to discover!

Playing with Pardner

Videos from Antema of Pardner and me.

Chairs

Today, I climbed up a dining room chair and on to the table, and crawled over to Mama. She wasn't feeding me our shared leftovers fast enough.

A little later, I managed to crawl onto the chair at Daddy's desk, and this one doesn't have a cross bar between the legs. It took some doing, but I finally managed it. Then I did it multiple times, just to make sure I could, before I sat up correctly in the chair and slid off (like at the top of a slide) and crash landed on the floor. I had helping hands around me when I stood up for a minute, and created some excitement when I began exploring Daddy's desk.

This makes using my toe as a pacifier look like kid stuff.

Late Summer Pictures

The traditional summer vacation for Daddy's family was going camping at William's Fork. These days Antema and Grandpa have upgraded to a camper, and they set me up playing on the table.


We camped near the river, but Mama did not let me get close enough to get my feet wet. She said the water was too cold and moving too fast.


Unfortunately, I was not feeling well, and I got Mama Bunny pretty dirty. Antema and Mama washed her, and Mama put her in my swing to dry. She looks pretty sad, but I looked worse so Mama and Daddy took me home early.


I played on the toys in Oma's back yard



I took pictures of Mama. She was being silly for me.


I enjoy squirting myself with the water (that are supposed to be for making kitties behave, but thankfully I haven't figured that out yet) and will soak myself quite thoroughly.



Cereal boxes make interesting hats


Playing with Zap, who is one of the most patient dogs ever.



Riding Daddy


Practicing with using a fork


Pardner and I play in the turtle "pool"

Long time no see

Hi everyone!

I went to the doctor last Wednesday, and I was 32" long, weighed 21 pounds and 1 oz and had a head circumference of 18 3/4".

Mama finally got some pictures out of the camera, but doesn't really have time to post them tonight, so I guess you will have to wait a little longer. Sorry!

Fifteen months and counting

It seems hard to believe that I've grown 11 inches since I came into this world. But I am officially 31 1/4" tall. I weighed 21 pounds last Friday.

I have added a few more words, although two of them are in sign language, that my family recognizes. I've gotten fairly solid on "DA" for Daddy or Grandpa. I sometimes call Mama "DA" as well. I can sign for "hungry" and "more" when I want food--which is normally followed by a trip to the kitchen. Anyone could figure it out, right?

The weather is turning cooler, with highs that are in the low 80s instead of the mid-90s, and Mama is happy about that. Much as she liked letting me run around in onesies for the last few months, our apartment stays very warm, and the cooling bill was running high. She keeps saying that "fall cleaning" needs to happen. Not sure what that means, and I just get a sense of dismay from Daddy.

I'm a funny size, long in the torso and skinny in the waist. So Mama is at a bit of a loss for pants for me. The ones that came with my 18 month outfits don't stay up and the smaller ones she has aren't long enough. She says that we will have an adjustment because I got used to running around in onesies all summer and didn't worry about pants. That won't be an option this winter.

I am waking up now, so Mama needs to stop typing this and get ready to FEED ME. Sorry that there are still no pictures. They are trapped in the camera, and only one of the computers has a program to open them, and the two haven't gotten together for a while.

So far behind

Mama likes to say that she's so far behind she may never catch up. I am just whining at her because she is typing instead of picking me up.

I'm still growing like mad, I am up to 12 teeth (all the ones in front and four molars) and I'm cranky. I know what I want and get frustrated when I can't have it or can't make my parents understand what I want. *I* know what I mean, and I try to explain, but there is a gap between Russellese and English that they haven't bridged yet.

Mama has some pictures and videos to upload, but needs to do that from the other computer.