You are officially mobile. I have taken MANY things out of your mouth that just don't belong there. Your favorite is newspaper, which promptly turns into a slimy disgusting mess that I have to fish out with my fingers. You get very upset when I take your paper goo away.. And speaking of disgusting messes, you have also taken to finger painting with your own spit-up. I hope this speaks more to your innate creativity than it does to an affinity for things that make mamma want to vomit.
These are easily forgotten when you sing to yourself or lean in to give kisses (sloppy open-mouthed kisses that would put any soap opera star to shame). Naturally you enjoy making us laugh and find ways to do so- lately it is blowing "raspberries" on arms, necks, boobies...
You have also discovered the width and breadth of your voice, you test it daily- especially when you feel that there is not enough motherly attention coming your way. You yell MOM at the TOP of your wee little voice- It is unbelievable how loud of a noise can come from such a small body.
Your temper becomes increasingly evident- when something does not go your way or I am not being quick enough with your food source you flare your nostrils and breathe in and out quickly- Much like a bull preparing to run a matador through with its horns.
You continue to amaze me. I am a very lucky mamma.
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