Each day brings us closer to Leah's first birthday; it's right around the corner! Talking with a friend the other day, she put into words exactly how I feel about Leah getting older: I can't experience life with her enough. I'm savoring every minute, and enjoying every stage, but I still can't get enough of them. I wish I could freeze each moment and revisit it at will (though I suppose camcorders allow us to do that to an extent, right?).
At this point in time, I feel as if many of Leah's milestones run together; I'm not exactly sure when she hit some of them since she now exhibits many of these "skills" on a regular basis. She's becoming more comfortable pulling herself up, but a better description would be pushing herself up. Although her arm strength is improving, she doesn't feel confident enough to actually pull herself up on her own; however, she will pull herself up if she's holding onto someone's fingers. Go figure! If she can climb on something, now, that's a different story. The kiddo readily climbs on an old Rubbermaid tub, the hearth, and the telephone cart in the kitchen. Those aren't too high over her head, so she feels more comfortable hauling herself up and onto them. And boy, does she move quickly, too! Scott and I have to keep a particularly watchful eye on her when he's trying to start a fire or before we know it, she'll be right there beside him, ready to lend a hand.
Leah also loves walking (assisted, of course). If she wants to take a cruise around the house, she'll crawl over to one of us, grab our fingers and pull herself up, and then direct us where she wants to go. Now that she's been practicing, she doesn't do the crabwalk as much, and she can actually move pretty quickly. Scott and I find it amusing that Leah has so much fun walking laps in the house. She doesn't need any toys, just her feet and a good pair of walking shoes. Now that she's discovered the joy of moving on two feet, Scott and I are awaiting the inevitable: walking on her own. Thankfully, she still has to master pulling up on her and then maintaining her balance (she did stand solo for a few seconds yesterday and today), but we know those will happen sooner rather than later.
Hmmmm, what else? Like I said earlier, everything just blurs together after awhile. Oh, we think she's learned how to sign the word "more". Granted, it's not perfectly clear and she doesn't use it all the time, but she's used it regularly enough during meals for us to decide that's what she's been doing. (Opening her mouth as wide as possible while making that sign also clued us in.) As for a first word, it's "Bob". (Okay, so that's not true, but we joke that it is. The other day, while playing with her toys, it sounded like she addressed one of them as "Bob". We're not sure where she came up with that one; could it be thanks to a particular book: Moo, Baa, La, La, La?)?
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