Let them be little…

02 September 2010

She’s growing up so fast!

I’m going to make some observations before I forget this part of her life. Everything keeps changing so fast!

She loves:

  • Making strange noises.
  • Mommy’s hair. (I ought to buy a wig and put it in her crib.)
  • Touching different textures- fabrics, smooth legs, restaurant receipts, Granddaddy’s mustache etc…
  • Music- both to dance and fall asleep to
  • Patting things like a drum
  • Mommy. (I guess because she spends all her time with me.)
  • Water in all forms- shower, bathtub, pool, etc…
  • Adult electronics- cellphone, laptop, computer, etc…
  • Raspberries in her armpit.

She hates:

  • Having clothes put on her.
  • Seeing Mommy leave a room.
  • Cereal (texture?)

Three words that describe her:

  • Social
  • Curious
  • Active

As of Sept 2, at 7 months old, she:

  • Has two bottom teeth.
  • Can crawl in a very awkward manner. (one knee, one foot, both hands- Think Igor.)
  • Says “dada” as a word for just about everything.
  • Whispers to her toys and talks loudly to people.
  • Understands object permanence.
  • Says “Mama” (frustratedly grumbles) when she is upset and wants Mommy.
  • Weighs 17 lbs 5.5 oz.
  • Is 28 inches long.
  • Wakes up about twice every night around 2:30 and 6 A.M.
  • Eats pureed veggies and fruit like a champ.
  • Munches on pieces of other small mushy foods.
  • Nurses about 7 times a day.


  • She has a cold. 😦 Poor baby.
  • She is wearing a white onesie with a rose embroidered on it.
  • She is running errands with Mommy.

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