Week 59

Dear Jorie,

This week was all about recovery for you (and unfortunately for your cousin!) We got you back to day care on Friday, and things have been smooth sailing (so far) since then. You're almost finished with your medicine, so hopefully that will be that. 

This week we started trying to let you use a spoon. It's a messy process, but you do occasionally get some food in your mouth.

We reaffirmed that you love tofu, and will eat tons of it if we let you. In fact, I think you ate more of the tofu I made this week than we did! One thing you are not, you are not a picky eater.

Speaking of eating, you've been doing a lot of that lately! It seems lately like we can't feed you enough. You've gotten very proficient at the signs for "food" and "more", and use them constantly! Your father and I are convinced you're going through a growth spurt, since you're eating about the same amount of food as we are.


We went to the consignment shop this weekend to get an umbrella stroller for our upcoming trip, and decided to pick you up some clothes while we were there. We got you a bunch of cute shirts, some new shorts and some pajamas. Good thing we did too, because I'm sure we're right about that growth spurt, one of the shirts we got you (which looked awful big when I bought it) fits you almost perfectly. I'm sure we're going to have to go through your clothes and do another culling soon.


On friday, you got to spend some more time with Nannie and Grandpa O, while your father and I went to a concert. Your grandpa said you let them know around 8:00 that it was time for bed by pulling a toy over and resting your head on it. You've gotten into a good groove with your schedule lately. You wake up, nap, and sleep right around the same time every night. We try to feed you around the same times too, and it seems like it makes everything smoother when we stick to the plan.

Since you managed to climb up on that chair the other week, you've been a climbing maniac. You climb anything and everything you can get your legs up on. You've even learned to use pillows, toys and anything else you can grab to stand on to get up on something. 

The other day you were climbing up into the rocking chair by standing on the gray fuzzy pillow. So your father took the pillow away and put it on the floor about four feet away. You went, got the pillow, and placed it back where you needed it to get into the chair again. Your father then hid the pillow for a good couple of minutes before both of us forgot about what you had been doing. As soon as your father brought the pillow out again, and we weren't paying attention, you took the pillow back to the chair. Talk about persistence! 

You've even managed to climb up onto the couch with me a few times to get my attention. This is always adorable, as you then crawl into my lap and demand I look at you, however it can be nerve wrecking as you then proceed to crawl around on the couch and occasionally try to go over the arms. I'm sure a fall off the couch wouldn't do too much harm, but I'd rather not chance it. It's a good thing your father already secured the book case in the living room to the wall!



Your father and I continue to try to get the house in order, this week it was rearranging the furniture in our bedroom so we could put the mirror up over one of the dressers. Your father has tried a few different times to get that mirror up on the wall, He's very happy it's finally done. I can't believe we've been living in this house for almost a year and we're still unpacking! Hopefully next week we'll get the book case in the back room together, so we can give the drill we borrowed back to my parents!

I'm enjoying every step along the way as you grown and change. I know I ask you to slow down a lot, and lament the fact that I feel like I miss so much, but it is truly amazing watching you learn. Knowing that in a few short months you've learned to walk, sign, climb, and say a few words amazes me. I can't believe that only a year ago you were this tiny little thing curled up on my chest. Now you are a ball of energy, always moving and laughing and playing. I hope you keep that joy, that throw your head back laughter over some joke none of us grown ups seem to understand. I hope life is always an amazing adventure for you.

I love you baby girl!