IA's 1 year stats

At 12 months and one day IA remains a contender for the WWE. The following are her stats after this morning's one year check up...

Height: 97%
Weight: 97%
Head: 25%

(Which one is not like the others!)

Crawling update - #5

This is the final update. SHE DID IT!!! Yesterday, after IA came home from daycare, I saw her crawl...officially crawl, not the half-ass army crawl that she mastered over the last couple weeks. My little slow poke did it and I'm one proud mama. Next up? Walking. Whoa boy...

Crawling update - #1

Oh man she is close. Soooooo close. Gone are the temper tantrums induced by not being able to figure it all out and here are the hips up, legs tucked under, up on the arm sways. She is close, so close. Before the week is out I predict IA will be forward moving. I'm hoping she orchestrates this while her Grandma, Grandpa and Auntie K are in town from Ohio. Nothing like a little show as a reward for making the trip!

WA tells it like he sees it

This past weekend WA and I hit my all-round favorite store, Target. We needed to get some more "big boy underpants" because this 3 year old little boy is burning through them like nobodies business. Yes, unfortunately potty training is proving to be a little bit messy. My hubby stayed in the car with IA. She was napping and, to be honest, Target just isn't as much fun when you have the entire crew following you around. So WA and I went inside to run our errand (and pick up a few other things. come on, it's nearly impossible not to in that darn store!). In order to get to the undies, we had to beeline through the toddler clothing department. WA has developed a real love of "fun" shirts...his two current favorites being a Rolling Stones shirt with the "Sticky Fingers" tongue on it and a black shirt with a series of Warhol-esq boom boxes across the front. So as I walked through, I was glancing at the shirts to see if there might be something WA might enjoy. I pointed out a couple to him, but there was nothing deemed a "must have", so we kept going. About half way through the department, WA looks up at me and says "Mommy, I'm handsome". Umm....ok. The kid is 3 years old and ALREADY knows it?!? I don't really praise him about his looks and, as anyone who knows him can attest, my hubby is certainly no gusher. So I'm thinking either some of his daycare friends think he's the bomb or the kid has got an ego that might cause me some serious headaches down the road.

This morning WA woke up in a cuddly mood. As such he invited me to join him to stretch, cuddle and get the "eye-boogies" out of his eyes. As we lay in his bed snuggling and chatting about the day to come, all of a sudden he says "Momma, an F!". I was completely confused, but then he pointed up to the ceiling where the window blinds had left a reverse shadow in the shape of an abstract "F". For some reason, perhaps it was because the "F" really was pretty abstract, I was overcome with a feeling of pride. Is there anything sweeter than seeing glimpses of your child's development in motion? I think not.

Bye-bye infant, hello baby!

I decided recently that my daughter, 7mo old IA, has turned the corner from being an infant to a full fledged baby. What does that mean exactly? Well, for one thing she lets us know she's there. If you leave her for too long in one spot...hello vocal cords...she's not happy. If you sit at a table with her, she's grabbing everything in sight and attempting to shove it in her mouth. She can roll over on to her stomach, but can't roll back the other way, thus getting her self stuck in a position that she's not so fond of (see vocal cord usage above). Not that this transition is all bad. In fact, I really love this age. She's more expressive and just started to say "Da-da" (although not necessarily aimed at my hubby), she's starting to smile more too (she's definitely my serious kid...where WA would smile at EVERYONE when he was IA's age, IA is more apt to give you the stare down) and she's making a full hearted effort to crawl.

Now crawling is a process and every kid goes through it. My fiery redhead is not loving the process though. Girlfriend has got a temper! When she is on her belly, she kicks her legs furiously in an attempt to propel herself forward. Doesn't work. She then throws a fit until Mom or Dad come to the rescue. She is almost there. She can push up with her arms and can tuck her legs under, she just hasn't figure out how to coordinate it all yet. It's fun to watch this process, but I have to ask....am I ready for the mobility of a crawler? Can't I have a few more months of happy baby who sits in one place....please?:)