photo by Dan, using his iphone
My sweet little baby girl is going to be ONE YEAR OLD this weekend. We got her a xylophone because she takes after her Daddy and loooooves music. She beat boxes to Kanye, pumps her legs and nods her head to any music we play in the house or car, and looks forward to The Electric Company every day, singing and bopping along.
Aside from loving music, she also has her Daddy’s big blue beautiful eyes and eyelashes. Those certainly aren’t coming from my gene pool! Her head shape is a lot like mine as a baby, but other than that, she’s all Dan. The way she looks at him, and vice versa, melts my heart.
As her first year comes to an end, she’s started walking, a bulk of her teeth are trying to pop through, and she eats anything I put in front of her. Her favorites so far seem to be pumpkin muffies from Panera, roasted sweet potatoes, and popcorn. She still refuses bottles and cups, hates milk unless I blend a banana in it, and wakes up at least once or twice a night. Silly girl.
I can tell that she has a lot of wheels turning in that giant head of hers. One day she is going to surprise us and speak full, complete sentences and string together complicated mathematical equations in the blink of an eye. She’s figured out how to play Peek-A-Boo Barn on the ipod, can mimic a few sounds and signs, knows how old she is when we ask her, where her hair and head are, her belly button, how to stomp her feet and clap her hands, who her family members are, and how to howl like a wolf. She loves to pretend to drink coffee out of little tea cups, and pretend feed herself with a plastic cup and measuring spoon. If I would let her, she would eat a whole cup of yogurt by herself. Ok, only half a cup, because the other half would end up on the walls and in her hair. Yes, we tried it.
Her favorite person in the whole universe is her big brother. If he’s not in the car with us, she cranes her neck to try and find him. She gets so excited when she sees him after a short absence, and squeals with delight when he crushes her with his big toddler hugs. He loves her too, and in the middle of the night last night, he must have been having a nightmare because he was crying out for her, the same way he does for Mama or Daddy when he needs someone to rescue him from a bad dream.
This year has been exhausting. Who would have thought having two children under the age of two would be so hard? Hahaha. But it’s all worth it, because every day I look at little Mags and think how lucky I am to have her. I can’t wait to see what the next year brings. I’m hoping a bit more sleep, the equal amount or more of hugs and kisses from my little girl, and an explosion of personality as she explores the world around her.
Big thanks to all my friends and family who have helped make this year go by smoothly, and have helped welcome her into our lives. We appreciate it!