At the age of 1, you:
Are a little peanut
(29 inches and just about 20 pounds)
You have three teeth,
and pretty much everything in your path goes into your mouth
You love to be naked and make it quite hard for us to change a diaper
or get you dressed these days.
You are so close to walking on your own.
You take a few steps each day.
You are so steady on your feet.
You can squat in slow motion.
You can walk around the house holding onto just my pinkie.
But you need something to grab onto to give you the confidence.
You are gentle and a bit cautious by nature.
In the meantime, you are a crazy quick little crawler.
You scurry around like a squirrel.
You love to climb - onto the fireplace, up the stairs, up Lexi's playhouse slide.
You have just begun pointing.
You have also started handing us toys and things that interest you.
It's like you want to make sure we see all the cool things also.
You are big into exploring the world and the things around you.
Luckily, instead of just dropping everything in your path onto the floor,
you have now learned how to "put things in"...toys back into their toybox,
books back into the drawer, clothes back into your dresser.
Don't get me wrong though, making messes remains great fun for you.
You are officially obsessed with toilets.
In addition to pulling ALL the toiler paper off the roll,
you literally stand at our side and watch us go to the bathroom.
If we hand you toiler paper, you throw it in for us, and then you reach up to flush.
You also think it's great fun to grab things from the garbage can
and put them into the toilet - if mommy looks away for an instant.
It's funny - and also more than a little invasive.
I hope this interest remains when it comes time for potty training.
You love food and could snack all day.
You like to feed yourself and grab the spoon out of our hands.
You've started throwing your cup and your food overboard,
and you refuse to keep a bib on...
so mealtime is once again quite messy.
We have said goodbye to your (crazy expensive) allergy formula and hello to whole milk.
You are just about weaned from your beloved bottle, except for at bedtime.
You don't have any interest in baby food anymore,
but could eat your dad's chicken or sweet potatoes for every meal.
You couldn't believe your luck when we gave you chocolate chip pancakes last weekend.
You are starting to say a few words: mama, dada, bye bye, baba, nuh nuh for no, mah for more.
You still love music, and you get a big kick out of the class we just started with your buddy Paige.
You now go to the Toddler Town at your big sister's preschool on Fridays.
You are hysterical as soon as we step foot inside the classroom.
You look up at me with this tearful expression like,
"You're seriously going to leave me here...for three whole hours?"
Lexi never cried and rarely looked back...I am not used to this.
But, by the time I drop your sister off at the 4's room downstairs, you've stopped crying.
And they say you are getting more and more comfortable (and happy) as you get used to the routine.
You are still in between one and two naps - so the three hours at school is long for you
(see photo below, this was just after pickup...you couldn't even wait until you got to the crib).
But in another month or two, I think you'll switch to one nap for good.
You throw a fit every time I buckle you into the carseat.
You take your hat, socks and shoes off as soon as we back out of the garage.
Otherwise, you are still very agreeable, very cheerful and very go-with-the-flow.
I can ask you for a hug,
and you'll rest your head on my shoulder and give a little squeeze.
You are such a delight to us.
If I walk to another room, you come looking for me -
reaching your arms up for me or tugging at my pants.
You greet daddy with the biggest hugs and laughs when he gets home from work each day.
You think your sister is super cool, and always want to be right by her side,
imitating her and playing with/rearranging all her things (much to her chagrin).
You love spinning, hanging upside down, playing peek a boo
and touching our teeth, our noses and our eyes.
You give us little headbutts to show your affection.
Your cheeks get kissed about a thousand times a day.
You have the sweetest smile.
You bring such happiness to our home and our family.
So there you have it....that's a little about you - at the age of 1



















1 comment:
Don' t grow up too quickly sweet Ryleigh!! Hope to see you soon.
Love, the Hanks Gang
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