Eating a strawberry with Grandpa Christmas morning.
Playing the piano with Uncle Jared.
Our purse/doll/scarf lady!Hi all,
I know it's been forever since I posted. The holidays were a whirlwind of traveling and sickness. We traveled to West Virginia for Thanksgiving, Louisville for Christmas, and then to Gatlinburg for MLK weekend. In between, we all battled several colds, and Lucy even had to make her first trip to the emergency room. Thankfully, we all seem to be well (for now!).
Lucy has been changing so much lately. She runs now. It seems like a long time ago that I worried that she wasn't walking. In fact, I even worried that she had something wrong with her feet! Her favorite thing to do is climb. Any chance she gets, she tries to climb the stairs. She particularly loves the arms of the sofa. She would like nothing better than to spend her days climbing on and off of the sofa and the chest next to it. I'm afraid I have a daredevil on my hands.
She's also so into music. She loves to sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star and the blessing she sings at school to the tune of "Where is Thumbkin?" She loves music so much that we decided to go ahead and sign her up for the "Wiggles and Tunes" class at school. She has such a blast shaking the maracas and twirling the colorful scarves. That's another thing. Miss Lucy is really into purses and scarves and sunglasses now. It makes me question my long-running theory about gender being societal. I've never encouraged her with these things. She just loves them. Perhaps it's from watching me!
We've also entered the fun toddler tantrum phase. Over the holidays, Luce Goose (our fav. nickname) picked up two new words: Mine and No. You know she's really cross when she furrows her eyesbrows, smacks her hand in the air, and says, "Mines." She's also started saying "NOO" in a distinctly nasel voice.
Her other favorite words are "Cracka" which she uses when she wants either a cookie or a cracker. At Christmas, she became quite the "Cracka" aficionado. I even had to watch her as she would steal cookies right off the table and get very ill when told she could not have them. She says "Mama" and "Dada" as well as "Bye-Bye" "Hi" "Choo choo" and "Night Night." She talks nonstop, but we can't yet make out what she's saying.
Ok, I could ramble on forever just like any other proud parent.
I'll be updating more this year.
xoxo
Jennifer
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