Monday, January 07, 2008

8 Months

Mina,

You are getting around so well now, and getting into all types of trouble. I had no idea how much "stuff" we track into the house on our shoes until you made it your sole purpose in life to see how much of that "stuff" you can put in your mouth, subsequently causing you to gag and perhaps barf. Your personality become ever more evident- You have your own way of doing things. You do them your way or no way at all. I knew this about you since before you were born BUT to see it come to fruition is something entirely different. When you do not get your way (say- when you want to chew on electrical cords and I take them away) you slap your arms down emphatically. Other times, you growl. These times are few and far between right now- but I imagine they will present an ongoing challenge as you grow up.



Occasionally I wonder if you are part puppy. If you are particularly fond of something (usually a sock, or a blue frog) you place it firmly in your mouth, chomp down and crawl to me where you proceed to head butt or paw your way up my legs. This is one of my greatest joys- That you come to me of your own free will.

This was your first Yule and Christmas- both went off without a hitch. You got many wonderful gifts, all of which you seem to enjoy. A particular favorite is a rocking cow- it sings horrid songs about rainbow colors, numbers, and letters. That kind of horrid music that is fun and catchy until it lodges directly into your brain and causes permanent synaptic misfire. In other words, I can't get these songs out of my head.

Lets see- what else... Well, you said dada this month, and you repeat it back- so it is "officially" a word. Oh, and you sing. If your father or I start humming or singing a tune (any tune) you may just break in and take the whole thing over with a melodic "la la la" that sounds more like "lya lya lya." Those l's are difficult to say!

Your current favorite foods are apples and cheerios. When you see an apple you will clamor over anything in your path to take a bite out of it. Meme is quite the expert on your cheerio obsession, as you managed to take a snack bag out of her hand and dump it on the floor in your haste to shove them into your mouth.

Everyday you are becoming more and more of an amazing person.


Love you lots,

Mamma

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