Wednesday, May 1, 2013

Week 46

Dear Jorie,

Swings!
The weather has decided to get much nicer out lately, so we've been spending as much of our time as we can out enjoying it. That's not as much as I'd like, but it's been enough.

This past weekend your father finally sold the big chain link sections of the dog kennel we had sitting in our back yard, which uncovered your swing set. We cleaned it off and you got to have your first ride in the swing! You really loved it, you kept laughing and squealing. 


Still not so sure about this "grass" stuff
We also had a chance to go to the park this weekend, and you got your first chance since you were a little tiny newborn to play on grass. You were very unsure about it at first, you wouldn't put your feet down and seemed very hesitant to put your hands down on it, but once you got used to it you were in full on zoom mode! You wanted to go everywhere and see everything. You were particularly interested in some daisies that were growing near where we had set up camp, and loved the way the wind gusts would ruffle your hair.

Walking with daddy's help



Standing all by yourself!
Your latest tricks include standing easily completely unsupported, pointing more or less consistantly to mom or dad on request, and making definitive recognizable "words" for the dog and cat. Dog sounds kinda like "ggugggeee" and cat sounds kinda like "keeeeeiiii." It is horrifically incredibly cute when you do it.


The rest of the week has been very busy, but not with anything interesting. You still love day care and seem to be thriving there. I still miss you terribly all day while I'm at work. 
At brunch on Sunday

I've just started planning your first Birthday party, which will be in just over a month. I'm really excited about it, but I can't believe you'll be a whole year old soon. You're getting so big so fast. I wish I could slow down the time and enjoy it more. 


 I love you baby girl.





Rocking the leopard print and cat ears

All clean after a bath and ready for bed
On a jog with mommy

 

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