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Sweet sixteen months
Molly is now sixteen months old and I have a sneaking suspicion that in the blink of an eye she is going to be “sweet sixteen” for real. This thought frightens me, so I have blocked it from my mind and am spending my time cherishing each day and every tiny little moment we spend together.
Molly continues to be a real joy and source of amusement. I have concluded that she really is clumsy and that her personality is similar to my own in a very uncanny way. Some may consider both to be possible flaws, but not me. I think it’s cute. Her clumsiness gives her quite a few bumps and bruises, but she is a tough little cookie and rarely complains. For example, she could be standing there doing absolutely nothing and WAM, she falls down. Did a gust of wind blow through the room that I didn’t feel? Perhaps. What’s even funnier is that she’ll pick herself up, shake her head and say “bing, bang, boom”…something I have said whenever she has taken a tumble since she was quite little.
Molly continues to talk up a storm. The cutest thing she said recently happens during our morning ritual of having vitamins after she gets dressed. Here’s how it goes (every day):
Mommy: Big girl is all dressed for the day. Now it’s time for vitamins.
Molly: Might-a-mins
Mommy: Yes honey, your vitamins will make you very mighty.
Here’s another recent talking funny. Ever since Molly was a teeny, tiny baby, I would always say “hi boo, boo” whenever I would go get her from a nap or whenever I would come back from being away from her. Boo boo was my little nickname for her. Well now Miss Chatterpants has taken to saying this back to me (in the same exact tone) whenever she sees me after we are apart. It’s quite funny.
Some of Molly’s favourite things right now are books, books, books and books. Oh and Elmo (he is still a hit). Molly has tonnes of books to choose from, but will always gravitate towards a certain few. It always makes me wonder how she can go to a bookshelf full of books (after I have intentionally mixed her favs in with the others) and come out with the same five books. I guess she knows what she likes. One of her favourites is a picture book of 100 words. Sometime I say the words and she points to the picture and other times I point to the pictures and she will say the words. There is a fishing boat in there that looks like Jeff’s and whenever I point to that, she says DaDa instead of boat. She also just started saying MaMa when I point to the flower, but I think that’s because Jeff just gave me flowers for our anniversary. It’s interesting how she makes connections. I don’t even have to look at the pages when I am reading a few of her books because I have read them so many times (usually seven times in a row) that I have them memorized. At what age does boredom set in?
Another tooth (bottom left eye tooth) makes 15 and the right one is just about to pop through. Molly’s eating continues to be sporadic but she continues to get heavier. She’s about 21 or 22 pounds now and is getting taller because her pants are getting shorter. I started marking her height on the door casing in her bedroom and when she walks by she points to it and then points proudly to her chest with a huge smile. Molly is now drinking goat’s milk and didn’t even flinch the first time I switched her over. I know many are probably reading and saying with a curious tone “goat’s milk?!?!” Well not to get into the nitty gritty but old Molly was having some issues in the poop department. She wasn’t having trouble with quantity, just with getting it out. I will stop there so that all the non-Mommy readers don’t think I am a whack job. Of course all the Mommy readers are nodding their heads in sympathy and understanding because they know that lengthy conversations on the subject of poop are the norm!! So anyway, we are trying it for two weeks to see if the situation improves. Apparently goat’s milk is easier to digest than cow’s milk. Stay tuned for pictures of our pet goat, which we will undoubtedly have to invest in if this milk habit keeps up. It’s $4.59 for two liters!!!
Life at Auntie Karen’s (the babysitter) is going well. Molly loves playing with her cousin Emily and Auntie Karen always fills their days with fun things to do. She has caught on that we are not just going to visit and has started to cry when I drop her off. This was tugging at my sappy heartstrings, but Karen has filled me in that I am no sooner out the door and Molly wiggles out of her arms, runs to the toys and starts laughing and playing. Yet another case of her just trying to play me. Cagey little devil is becoming an expert at that.
That’s all that comes to mind right now, so I will sign off. I am a bit late with this update so it won’t be long before I am hammering out another one.
Until then,
Alayne and Molly
Molly continues to be a real joy and source of amusement. I have concluded that she really is clumsy and that her personality is similar to my own in a very uncanny way. Some may consider both to be possible flaws, but not me. I think it’s cute. Her clumsiness gives her quite a few bumps and bruises, but she is a tough little cookie and rarely complains. For example, she could be standing there doing absolutely nothing and WAM, she falls down. Did a gust of wind blow through the room that I didn’t feel? Perhaps. What’s even funnier is that she’ll pick herself up, shake her head and say “bing, bang, boom”…something I have said whenever she has taken a tumble since she was quite little.
Molly continues to talk up a storm. The cutest thing she said recently happens during our morning ritual of having vitamins after she gets dressed. Here’s how it goes (every day):
Mommy: Big girl is all dressed for the day. Now it’s time for vitamins.
Molly: Might-a-mins
Mommy: Yes honey, your vitamins will make you very mighty.
Here’s another recent talking funny. Ever since Molly was a teeny, tiny baby, I would always say “hi boo, boo” whenever I would go get her from a nap or whenever I would come back from being away from her. Boo boo was my little nickname for her. Well now Miss Chatterpants has taken to saying this back to me (in the same exact tone) whenever she sees me after we are apart. It’s quite funny.
Some of Molly’s favourite things right now are books, books, books and books. Oh and Elmo (he is still a hit). Molly has tonnes of books to choose from, but will always gravitate towards a certain few. It always makes me wonder how she can go to a bookshelf full of books (after I have intentionally mixed her favs in with the others) and come out with the same five books. I guess she knows what she likes. One of her favourites is a picture book of 100 words. Sometime I say the words and she points to the picture and other times I point to the pictures and she will say the words. There is a fishing boat in there that looks like Jeff’s and whenever I point to that, she says DaDa instead of boat. She also just started saying MaMa when I point to the flower, but I think that’s because Jeff just gave me flowers for our anniversary. It’s interesting how she makes connections. I don’t even have to look at the pages when I am reading a few of her books because I have read them so many times (usually seven times in a row) that I have them memorized. At what age does boredom set in?
Another tooth (bottom left eye tooth) makes 15 and the right one is just about to pop through. Molly’s eating continues to be sporadic but she continues to get heavier. She’s about 21 or 22 pounds now and is getting taller because her pants are getting shorter. I started marking her height on the door casing in her bedroom and when she walks by she points to it and then points proudly to her chest with a huge smile. Molly is now drinking goat’s milk and didn’t even flinch the first time I switched her over. I know many are probably reading and saying with a curious tone “goat’s milk?!?!” Well not to get into the nitty gritty but old Molly was having some issues in the poop department. She wasn’t having trouble with quantity, just with getting it out. I will stop there so that all the non-Mommy readers don’t think I am a whack job. Of course all the Mommy readers are nodding their heads in sympathy and understanding because they know that lengthy conversations on the subject of poop are the norm!! So anyway, we are trying it for two weeks to see if the situation improves. Apparently goat’s milk is easier to digest than cow’s milk. Stay tuned for pictures of our pet goat, which we will undoubtedly have to invest in if this milk habit keeps up. It’s $4.59 for two liters!!!
Life at Auntie Karen’s (the babysitter) is going well. Molly loves playing with her cousin Emily and Auntie Karen always fills their days with fun things to do. She has caught on that we are not just going to visit and has started to cry when I drop her off. This was tugging at my sappy heartstrings, but Karen has filled me in that I am no sooner out the door and Molly wiggles out of her arms, runs to the toys and starts laughing and playing. Yet another case of her just trying to play me. Cagey little devil is becoming an expert at that.
That’s all that comes to mind right now, so I will sign off. I am a bit late with this update so it won’t be long before I am hammering out another one.
Until then,
Alayne and Molly
