Fourteen Months
Sorry, everyone. I've been really bad about updating my blog lately. There's a lot to do now that I can walk -- chase dogs, splash in the pool, get my books down, carry toys to various rooms, take things off higher shelves than before, and (perhaps most importantly) run around in circles. With all these new responsibilities, I don't have as much time to sit at the computer. Plus Dad's usually playing Wii when he should be helping me write.Mom and Dad's wedding anniversary was a couple of weeks ago
(nine days, to be exact), and so they went out for a fancy dinner and a movie. Without me, that is. Yes -- for the second time since I was born, they managed to get a sitter and have an evening out, and they went to CityWalk again. Some people have no taste for adventure, I guess. While they were there, I was at SeaWorld. Pretty cool, huh? Dr. C and his wife (that's who was watching me) wanted to take me and their daughter Mallory (about four months younger) with an auntie and a cousin in tow. And it was a lot of fun! I loved Shamu and the dolphin show, but I fell asleep before we went to the penguin exhibit so Dad says we have to go back.We've been experimenting with going to movies, too.
Mom took me to Kung Fu Panda over the weekend while Dad was at drum corps rehearsal, and today Dad took me to a free show of Robots. I haven't really been able to get into it, though. Movies are really for sitting still, and that's not where I'm at right now. I'd rather run around and play with stuff and explore. Dad said that if the theater today had been empty he would have let me run on the floor in front of the screen, but it was packed -- people other than Dad take advantage of free stuff for kids in the summer, I guess. Both times we ended up leaving about 40 minutes into the flick.Otherwise, it's just business as usual in the house.
I'm learning more words to go along with pictures and toys -- baby, bear, cow, fish, sock. I've slept straight through the night in my crib three times since my last update, now that the worst of the teething is just about over. (My molars are mostly in now, and I'm enjoying crunching on apples with them.) Along with the walking, I'm doing a little bit of experimental tumbling, rolling myself over in different ways on the carpet to see how I can get up. And of course I have to keep Dad on his toes by reminding him that he hasn't properly closed the pantry or put away his laundry yet.So that should about catch me up. See you next time!


