Hi everyone! Well, in case you haven’t figured it out yet, I inherited my mom’s propensity for extremely bad puns…as the title above will soon prove! Anyway - lately I’ve discovered that there is this really cool ball that I can play with, that has holes in it so I can grab it really easily. Balls are lots of fun - my mom will roll it across the floor, and then say, “Go get the ball, Sutter - go get the ball!”. So I crawl really really fast across the floor and get the ball, and then I hold it out in front of me with a big grin and a giggle, as if to say “Hey, look what I got!”. Then I crawl really really fast back across the floor to my mom and give her the ball and we start all over again. And again. And again. (Adults love repetition - what is that? Must be developmental). So today we’re playing and then I decide I will take off with the ball and try to create a NEW game, which I call “Roll the Ball Across the Seat of the Chair”. It’s a blast, and I’m pretty awesome at it. Well, I was standing at the chair playing my new game, when I decided to try and see if the ball would roll across the bottom rung of our dining table. So I let go of the chair as I reached out for the table, and guess what? I stood for like 2 seconds all on my own, and then took a tentative step! I’m not even sure I realized I was doing it, but my mom freaked out and practically threw a ticker tape parade! She called my dad to tell him of my accomplishments, and seemed quite pleased overall. After that I was more interested in just cruising some more, but hey…when this walking thing happens I am ready! Look out world, here I come! (So does this mean that now I can ride my brother’s big kid bike?)
Hi everyone! Now that my four teeth are solidly in place, and I’ve gotten the hang of this climbing/cruising thing down pretty well, I decided I now wanted to work more on my chatter. Over the past week, I have started saying “ba ba ba” a LOT, especially whenever I see my Big Brother! Other times, like this morning, I try to say “Deh Eh” (so my parents claim), which also means Big Brother, because his name is Decker! I also say “ma ma ma” when I see Mommy, or when I am sad and upset. I also say “Deh Deh Deh” (Daddy?), “Neh Neh Neh”, and “Buh Buh Buh”, and “EEEEEEEEEEEEE!”. I think this babbling thing is pretty neat! Can’t wait to figure out how to tell my parents, “Give me a hamburger and some peaches and some ice cream!”
PS: I’ve been going to watch my brother at swim lessons, and it looks awesome - I kick my legs and squeal when he comes into view! (Practicing for when I get take lessons!)
Hi everyone! Well, my bottom two teeth must have been getting lonely, because within the space of about 24 hours or so, BOTH my top teeth (my rabbit teeth, as mommy describes them) broke through and now I have a matching set on top and below! Having doubled my number of teeth, I am feeling quite bold and keep making plays for my folks’ and big brother’s food. So far, I’ve been denied, except for getting to try licks of an ice cream cone, a fudgecicle, and bits of a soft yellow peach! Yum! I got a sweet tooth, that’s for sure! I’m also getting used to using a sippy cup, but so far it’s something just to kinda chew on, rather than throw back and chug like my big brother does with his juice. Maybe a little later!
I’m also busy making new and different noises! I can do ‘ma ma ma’, ‘deh deh deh’, and ‘yah rah yah rah’. And I really like to click my tongue and stick it out at people! PHBBBBBBBBBBBBBB!