Where is Archer? (Or "Where's Mama?" Or "Where's Gee Gee?", etc... Basically somebody covers up their face with a blanket or pillow or whatever is lying around the floor ( which is a vast array of items at our house thanks to you throwing things all over the room and my inability to keep up) and then you pull the item off the person's (or dog's) face and we say "There he/she is!" Big thanks to our favorite almost three year old ever, Rowan Atticus, for inspiring this game!
Chase (except you just like to be chased, which is fine for now but you must overcome this by the time you enter the whole dating scene thing. Not a good look, kiddo.)
Peekaboo Your fav person to play this game with is your Dad. It's really super adorable because you always initiate the game. You will turn your face into your high chair or hide behind the stair post and peek out.) Lately, you have even been trying to get strangers to play with you at random places like where we get our oil changed or the aisles at the grocery store.
Open, Shut them Opening and closing cabinet doors like a champ all. day. long.
Aaaaaaaand your number 1 favorite game of all time is Baby Dump! Basically there is only one rule to the game and it's this: Find a basket, drawer, bag, garbage can or pretty much anything that has anything in it and don't stop pulling stuff out until everything is on the floor. Oh and you always win at this game. Always.)
The night before Father's Day, you took 5 steps in a row. (Say whaaaat??) Then for the next 2 weeks, you cried every time you realized you were standing up by yourself, which is fine by me because I'm seriously in NO hurry for you to grow up! Then, last week, when you turned 11 months you started walking a little bit every day. It's so precious bc you refuse to do it slow. You just kinda run until you fall on the floor or in our laps. Ah-dorable!
You are really into drinking out of straws right now. Whether it's my cup, your cup, or a straw with no cup, you are a straw sucking maniac!
You understand these phrases: "Say night night!"- you wave. "Give kisses!"-you smooch your face to ours (but only when you feel like it, ya stinker). "Turn the page."-you turn the page (obvs). "Be sweet to the puppy!" (you stop hitting her and start petting her). "Tongue!" - you poke your tongue out.
Is there seriously a way you could be any cuter?! Doubtful. Very doubtful...
This is the face you sometimes make you want to hand us something, but more often, this is the face you make when you want what we have like a lego, daddy's beer, or anything and everything we dare to eat in front of you. (Obviously, we don't give you everything you want -i.e. Daddy's beer- but when you make that face we just gotta share!)
I'm sad to say we found out yesterday that you have asthma, which means breathing treatment/Nemo dates on the regular. Here's to hoping that by the time you actually read this blog, you will have completely outgrown this yucky thing. (I'm crossing my fingers so hard!!) Oh and sorry for my 'Crazy Baby' comment earlier... Guess we know why you have been such a fusser pants the past two weeks. It's okay... These arms were made to hold you.
Think of the biggest thing you can imagine... I love you more than that!
Psst. You are still sleeping through the night. <3