It is hard to believe that this time last year, I was hoping
the next six weeks of my pregnancy would go by faster and Emry would arrive a
bit early (which she did!). Eleven months today…where has the year gone?
At eleven months, we have two teeth and might be getting
more for we drool a bit, tug at our ears and press our palms up against our
cheeks. On the other hand, the two we have took so long coming it might be July
before we actually see anything more.
We eat lots of different foods. Just today we discovered
Sloppy Joes and strawberries. Hands down, our absolute favorite is clementines.
We can eat them way faster than Mama can peel them. We also make a bigger mess
with our food as we push away what we don’t want. But after some discipline, we
mostly understand not to throw it to the floor.
As you will see, we do have moments of getting upset. Just
in the last week, we break down in tears whenever something is taken away from
us – our toothbrush, a phone or just anything we have to put down so we can go
get something done. We seem to have the Sturm trait of looking perfect to the
world, but at home, well…
We love to point – at just about anything. We talk quite a
lot and some of the words actually make sense like “duck”, “hi”, “go” and
“Papa” (which we always whisper). Mama could have sworn yesterday that when she
said she was going to look something up on her phone, we said “Google”. (Not
only are they born knowing how to use phones, they speak the language!) And we
relate words to things. We can find our toes, our nose, our baby (in the
dollhouse), our ducks and most of our usual toys if asked. We’re very good at
putting the circle piece in our puzzle and when helping Mama fold clothes, we
try to put our clean socks on our feet. And since it’s been so nice out, we
have discovered bubbles and bugs.
Truly, it’s amazing to watch her grow (well, that’s a bit
relative as she’s still tiny), learn and put her little world together. And
even when her sin nature shines through, she is still just a blessing!
Eleven Months Old!
The photo-op is a hundred times harder now that we know the sticker is
there and want to take it off.
Yes, people, we do cry when we don’t get our way!
Finally, one picture with the sticker intact (more-or-less) and Sock
Monkey.
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