The holiday season has got you all wrapped up in lights. You are fascinated with our icicle lights on the front porch. Gammy takes you out to see them every day and seeing you gasp with delight will never get old. During the first snowfall she ran out and got you some in a cup. You looked from the cup then to Gammy several times before promptly grabbing a handful and putting it to your mouth. Everything holiday related we call "ho ho ho" to see if you will catch on and say it for Christmas. Even our tree, still bailed, propped against our window is of great curiosity. Wait until we put it up! Last year I spent many hours dreaming about this Christmas and it is so much more then I ever anticipated already.
Your vocabulary has expanded slightly. You have "hi" down and now you have added "hot". When I stand next to the tea kettle waiting for your bottle to heat you repeat "hot, hot, hot" is this small breathy way. Then look up at me pride glowing on your face. Every morning we wave bye bye to Grandpa at the front door and no matter where you are in the house when he comes home at night you run to him. You both have a love affair going on. You are happy when I get home from work but you are ecstatic when Grandpa comes home. You barely leave his arms until I put you to bed.
I am starting to think that you are left handed. Dad and Grandpa are lefties so it is a possibility. You are being much more confidant walking on your own but when you need to get somewhere fast it is easier for you to hold my hand. You hold on with your right and explore the world with your left. Your seem to find the heaviest toy you own and try to carry it around the house. When Gammy took you for a walk you threw a ball at a dog you stopped to explore. I took you to the puppy place we got Bear as your reward for being an angel while I was Christmas shopping. I found this tiny, fluffy, white maltipoo and brought him to your chest. You squealed with delight has he licked your fingers and wagged his tiny tail. We are definitely getting you a pound dog for the summer. Grandpa said he would kick us out if I brought home a dog but I think he's bluffing. He loves you too much.
You are so curious and adventurous right now. It is entirely fascinating to watch. Plastic cups, the net laundry hamper, a box of tissues, my laptop charger (as pictured) or your breath fogging the front door will occupy you for at least 10 minutes. I am looking at our house with revisionist eyes. Watching out for ordinary objects that you may find fascinating. Auntie B is great at this. When we were at her apartment last week she pulled out tupperware and checkers that were quickly scattered all over. My favorite thing ever is when you start laughing in anticipation of someone playing with you. You will start crawling out of the room we are in and I will let you get a little ways before starting to yell "Hey, get back here". Then as I thump the floor to begin the chase you try to crawl faster but your arms and legs can never move as fast as you want them to. You get all tangled up, then give up and bury your head in the floor, laughing and waiting until I get to you. Once I get there you start laughing so hard I have to wait so you can catch your breath. My face actually hurts from writing this I am smiling so much.
I love you everyday.
Mama
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