Dear Vivvie #10
Dear Vivvie,
I won't even give you excuses for why this letter is late...again. I'm pretty sure you're just used to them coming late by now. You are now 10 (and a half) months old. I don't know where those months went. It seems like just yesterday that we brought you home. It's hard for me to believe that you'll be one-year-old next month! The time is flying by way too fast!
This has been such a fun month! You have started doing so many cute things. My favorite new thing is to watch you dance! You love to dance. You shift your weight back and forth from your left foot to your right foot, & you kick your hip out as you do it so that you get this swaying motion going on. But it doesn't stop there. You move your head back-and-forth, a la Stevie Wonder. It makes us laugh like crazy! You dance anytime you hear music...in your highchair, in the car, and even standing up on the pew at church. I've tried to record you doing it, but you won't dance as soon as a camera is pointed at you. Maybe one of these days I'll be able to capture it without your knowing.
In addition to your dancing, you love to sing as well, especially in church...and especially after the song has ended & a prayer is being said. When everyone else around you starts singing, you let out a big short A sound over and over and over again. "Aaaaaaaaaa....Aaaaaaaaaa...Aaaaaaaaa!" It really funny. Eventually, everyone around us starts laughing at you & we have to plug you up with a binkie. It does definately make church a little more enjoyable.
You've also recently started waving at people. You won't wave on your own. Someone must wave to you first. But then you always return the wave with a big smile on your face. You've also started to clap, but not much sound comes from your cute chubby hands. They're too squishy, I guess.
You pull up on things all the time now, and (horray!) you've finally started walking along them as well...rather than what you were doing last month--screaming for whatever it is that you want but is out of reach.
You're also getting really good at feeding yourself little bite-sized foods. You still only have bottom teeth, so you can't chew very well. But, you can gum food up like nobody's business!
Unfortunately, the feeding yourself thing also works when you're crawling on the floor & happen to run across one of your brothers' "leftovers" from lunch (several hours earlier) that I haven't swept up yet. Nasty!
Your favorite place in the whole world to play is now the dishwasher, and knives seem to be your favorite toys. It's like Pavlov's dogs. The second you hear water running in the sink, you crawl to the kitchen as fast as you can, pull up on the dishwasher & promptly pull out a knife. Baby girl, why must it always be a knife? What's wrong with a spoon???
Your new words for the month are Nana (which your Nana is quite happy about) & Uh-oh. You say Uh-oh more than anything else. It's the cutest thing. Everything is Uh-oh. Getting dressed...uh-oh. Taking a bath...uh-oh. Playing with toys...uh-oh. We love it!
Another develpment (much to my dismay) to happen this month is that you've started to fight me on the bows that I insist you wear. Not only do you pull them off, but you destroy them if given the chance. I've learned with kids that you have to pick your battles. But little miss, this is one I'm picking! I have lived through nine-years of Star Wars, Spiderman & Transformer shirts. My daughter WILL wear a big, gaudy bow. You will not win this war sister! Don't even try. Resistance is futile.












