Saturday, April 9, 2016
To my Estella Plum...at eight months.
You started crawling shortly after you turned seven months old. And you always head for the bathroom. You even pushed the door open and closed it behind you. I heard you squealing as I walked past. You're quick! ...and our place is very very small.
Lately, you have been pulling yourself up and standing, all with the biggest smile on your face. You just figured out how to sit back down from a standing position. For awhile, you would just cry when you had been standing too long and wanted to go somewhere else.
You stick your tongue out of the corner of your mouth.
You don't seem to enjoy any food I give you. You usually have the most disgusted look on your face after first trying any new food. But...you loved the sweet potato fries I made.
You make the most excited panting sound when you crawl about...like a little doggy.
You dance when Greta sings. It is quite the sight. You move your hands up and down and shake your head from side to side. You are such a character!
You cut your first tooth! ...and you have been complaining a lot about other teeth that will surely be coming in soon.
Many people tell me they think you will have red hair.
When your sister speaks for you ("No. She don't want that. She wants this toy."), I will ask her not to, and as I do, I look over at you and you are just shaking your head "no".
Your squeals of delight make my heart soar. And that laugh of yours is just too much.
You love your sister so much. You follow her around everywhere.