At 13 months you are:
Walking! Current record is 18 steps!
Crawling super fast (and, also, up the stairs).
Talking. Your vocabulary includes Mama, Dada, baba (bottle), da-ee (doggy), hi, bye bye, peek-a-boo, uh-oh, and possibly Bob (Grampy).
Understanding. If I ask for hugs, you smile, open your arms wide, and then wrap yourself around my neck. If I ask for kisses, you smile and give me a big open mouth kiss that usually ends in you biting my cheeks. If Grammy says to put something away, you put the remote in the TV cabinet or your toys in the toy box. And if I tell you to sit on your tush at bathtime, you do!
In LOVE with Barney and Friends.
More tolerant of sippy cups, particularly this one and this one, but still prefer the bottle.
Throwing your bottles, and getting milk everywhere.
Flinging your head back very dramatically. Sometimes to be silly, but mostly during tantrums.
Spending Mondays with Momma, and go to daycare Tuesday through Friday.
Covered in bumps and bruises...
Feeding yourself, even meat! Also, learning to feed yourself with a spoon (sadly, YouTube isn't cooperating...)
Making a mess - and not just with food!
Suffering from allergies, just like Mommy, Daddy, and everyone else in the family; your doctor recommended Claritin as needed.
(And as a result of the allergies) having some trouble with ear infections...
(And as a result of the ear infections) screaming during diaper changes.
Cutting molars.
Biting less and less. You have 6 (razor sharp) teeth.
Obsessed with Easter Eggs after celebrating your second Easter.
Enjoying your first wagon! Huuuge improvement from the cramped umbrella stroller.
Taking over Grammy's kitchen cabinets.
Enjoying gelato!
Pointing AND LEANING towards whatever you want. (Mommy's poor back!!!)
Approximately 25 pounds.
Approximately 30 inches long.
Wearing one-size pocket diapers on the largest setting, size 2 covers, and a combination of 18 month and 24 month clothing.
Too cool for footie pajamas; recently discovered the convenience and comfort of two-piece pajama sets.
Enjoying your big girl bathtub.
Going down at 7:00 pm, and waking around 6:00 am. You move all over that crib of yours; it's funny to find you in a different position each time I check on you throughout the night.
I love you, Lu. You may be small, but you have had the biggest impact on my life. You are the definition of happiness. Each day, when we're apart, I think of your laugh and your smile, and how much I can't wait to kiss and squeeze your chub. Thank you for another amazing month. Now if you'll please excuse me, I have some horribly late thank you notes to write...
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