Mommy Kahdib

21 Months

Hey Baby Doll,

I'm a little bit late in writing this month...ok, only three days...but you change so much in three days that I feel like I'm cheating!

You are the most amazing little person I have ever met...you are kind and caring, compassionate, empathetic, super-intelligent, witty and hilarious all balled up into one...and you're not even two yet. You say the most amazing things on a daily basis and I am in constant awe of what goes on in that little head of yours. You've begun to carry on a conversation and you actually understand jokes...we got a book out of the library this month called "Cock-a-doodle-quack-quack," and the first night we read it we both broke into a fit of giggles right before bedtime when the little baby rooster said, "Cock-a-poodle-poo!" You fell asleep that night right after a fit of giggles still smiling and it was hard to contain myself. We've pretty much read it every night since and although you don't laugh as hard as that first time, you still chuckle a bit and look up at me during each of the silly's rooster's antics.

You're very patient with the fact that the doctor wants me on the couch for most of the day...and you bring me books to read and toys to play with....sadly we both know the shows on Sprout, Noggin, and Disney Channel a little too well for either of our liking, but soon enough we'll be back to the playgrounds and playgroups and museums...I am so excited for a spring and summer full of new things for you to experience. Last summer you were learning how to walk, now you are learning to tip-toe, jump, run, "crawl like a baby (according to you)", and you like it when I chase you. You love love love to be outside and will insist that I put your shoes on so that we can get the mail...you like to find rocks and sticks and listen to the birds and the planes overhead and you often cry when it is time to go inside. Crying for you, though, is never full blown and only really lasts seconds...the sadest times lately are when I have to leave....I always tell you I"ll be right back and give you a hug and a kiss...and you say, "No, hold hands, follow me, stay here, mommy, play...." and when I tell you I have to go you cry and it breaks my heart...but I know it means you love me, and I get to see the look on your face when I come back and that is priceless...you love to say, "Mommy went to doctors, she be right back....yay, Mommy's home!"

One of our favorite activities lately is at bedtime....after we've read our books and turned out the light...we listen to the music and sometimes you get squirmy (you even said, "I can't get comfy, Mommy...") and when you get squirmy I'll say, "Hey...what did we do today?" And you don't say anything, but you emphatically nod and go MMmmmMMM...it is the cutest thing. You do the same when daddy gets home and asks you how your day was...although sometimes you remember the funniest things--at playgroup Amy gave you a little shove...I didn't pay it any mind at the time although I saw the hurt in your face...when I asked you about playgroup later that day you said, "Amy pushed me...ouch!" Too cute! You also remembered to tell Daddy when he got home from work one day..."Hey, Daddy, I dropped the snips in the potty...it's yuck!" (snips = nail clippers) Or the time that you and Daddy went to the grocery store...he said he looked in the car to see how your were doing and you were sitting there happy as a clam with a little can of beans that you must have grabbed off of the shelves...and he said, "Hey, where'd you get that?" and you smiled up at him and said, "Daddy...I got beans!" There are a million more stories and I wish I wrote a letter everyday to remember them all....just know that you are constantly changing and learning and remembering all of life's little things that most of us don't even take a moment to stop and realize.

My good little eater is going away...now you know what you want when you want it...and it consists of a lot of fruit and veggies....no meat because you, "No YIKE it," and some pasta, rice, PB&J sandwiches...eggs...a LOT of yogurt...and snacks like pretzels, crackers, and popped corn...no wonder you still only weigh 24 lbs...speaking of which you said to Momo the other day..."Hey, Momo, how much you weigh? I weigh 24 pounds..." You know that's what they ask you at the doctors....too cute!

You still love to sign and often when I'm not responding to your wish fast enough you'll throw in the sign just in case I wasn't hearing you properly. The only word that you don't really say is please...and I think that's because you love to sign it so much--plus it's quicker!

You've gotten really good at playing with things like blocks and little people...you have a crazy imagination...and you love it when your daddy comes home because you can pull him to the toys and build towers and castles and change the face of Mr. Tootie head (Mr. Potato head). You'll forever be our little baby girl, but it is amazing to watch you grow and change into this magnificent little person with free will and opinions and so much on your mind!

I love you little booger!

Mommy