What’s Going on With Cecelia?

I haven’t posted much here lately, as I expected would happen and is obvious by glancing at the posts. When you have to choose between spending time with your daughter and working on another website, the choice is easy, even when the website is about her. So that’s my excuse.

Another way to put that is it’s tough keeping up with her and her developments and time is very scarce these days. Every day is something new, and she does something incredible. If I tried to memorialize it all, I’d miss it all. I am taking tons of photos and video and saving them all over the place for safety. Editing and processing them is a project for the future. I post some of the better ones on Facebook, Instagram and Vimeo but those are a small fraction of the what’s in the vault already.

Some highlights of her vocabulary now include cheese, keys, please, etc… Yak, most every animal sound, and naming fruits and vegetables. A lot more that she either uses to navigate through life (like “up,” “stuck” and so on) or has learned from her books, but as I said earlier, it comes at you fast. She was about to try and head out the front door on a mission only known to her(which is childproofed), paused, went to the basket by the door and said “keys.” I asked if she just said “keys?” and she replied “Yep. Keys.” Cute and memorable, but these things happen at an increasingly rapid pace these days. She’s really developing fast. Even physically, she’s big and strong and not afraid to flaunt it. She’ll pick up her sit & spin with one hand and tote it around the room like a giant dumbbell.

She’s very coordinated and interested in the outdoors and athletics, which are traits I like of course. She was chasing a golf ball around the yard with a pitching wedge this afternoon in fact. And a huge blue exercise ball she pushes up the hill and around the yard and kicks around like a soccer ball. And was obsessed with a yellow Nerf football in our neighbor’s yard for months. Still is, I think even though it hasn’t been out there in forever.

She also likes to explore the wilderness, which I also like. We go look at bumblebees, ants, flowers, beetles, ladybugs, spiders and webs, wild strawberries, and whatever else we see on our short walks. Cecelia wants to hug and kiss them all and be cute with them. She does that with nearly everything in fact. We also go on hikes in the nearby park.

Nearly everything. She’ll be nice to Annie at times, but others is really rough with her or unreasonable. Very bossy. Poor Annie’s blind, deaf and has rickety hips, so a 1 year old pushing her around probably isn’t fun for Annie at all. It’s constant with them though. And then Cecelia acts terrified whenever Annie comes up the stairs or walks nearby for no reason. Just sometimes, though. She’s schizo with Annie in other words.

I’m weaning her from having bottles all night while Casey and Megan are out of town. Neither of us are enjoying it.


Cecelia has some trouble with her sense of proportion. Loves to try and get big things into spaces her little finger wouldn’t fit into. When you’re growing like a weed and 1, it’s understandable.


This is why Cecelia will want to be a pig farmer when she grows up.

Cecelia loves Peppa Pig and I encourage it. It’s a fine show, if they must watch TV, and the best one I can really find for kids. It teaches manners, proper English, counting, animals, the alphabet, music, and more, and does it in a genuinely creative way, with a lot of thought put into it and quality. They didn’t cheap out of the animation (think 70’s-80’s Hanna Barbara) and the design isn’t Chuck Jones quality animation(and it’s not by hand like his), but it’s simplicity, lack of gradients, 12:00 shadows and limited palette are part of its appeal. And it’s consistent, with lots of content. Many kids shows only have one season. I have a feeling for commercial reasons, particularly merchandising tie-ins that are rotated on toy store shelves. Meaning:

Peppa also isn’t hyper-commercialized like so much of everything else. Kids are beaten over the head with ads from the beginning of life now. The persistent logo, aka “bug” for Disney or whomever in the corner of screens is something I abhor. And it’s become the normal thing, even if you’re already paying to view the content.

But this post is about Cecelia. I wanted to record somewhere her adoration for Peppa and that whenever she wants to watch her she’ll come up and oink loudly at your side. It’s one of those many things that unfortunately have become commonplace but is actually something I don’t want to ever forget.

the chef picks a bouquet chef cecelia


Cecelia is Growing

I’m happy to report Cecelia is alive and growing happily.

It’s been a while since a report on Cecelia, and I’m happy to report she’s still healthy and happy and growing up fast. Each day I see some small progression, and it’s tough to keep up with them all after a while. A new syllable here, a new skill or realization there. The world is opening up around her, which is fun to watch and be a part of. And exhausting to supervise for hours on end. She’s very brave and a thrill-seeker.

yay beach

She’s pretty much shed all her baby fat by now but still has a cute baby belly of course. She’s far skinnier than in the photo above, in which she has thunder-thighs. It’s not like she’s doing power-crunches. But she’s probably the leanest person in this house now. She’s stretching out. And I can tell she’s growing not just by her weight increasing, which I can tell from lugging her up and down several flights of stairs all day long. She’s approaching 30 pounds. She’s banging her head on things that she was able to clear not that long ago. And walking into the kitchen stools, which are at eye level. I’m expecting a black eye if she doesn’t start watching where she’s going a little better. At the rate she’s going she’ll be a foot taller before blinking. Between her and poor Annie whose sight and hearing are terrible these days(she’s 15, almost 16), they stumble around the house and yard like 2 drunk sailors.

She’s interested in football and tennis balls especially, and sports equipment, which I strategically leave around the house for her to notice. I can’t wait to play tennis with her, and she can already throw a football better than our last president.

I can flip her over backwards gymnastically, and she’s very good with her little hands. She likes to roll around on the floor with Megan and those two have games of chase, riding on shoulders and “getting” each other that they love. It’s hilarious to watch.

She’s been obsessed with playing in the sink, which is fun, but a mess. Casey got a water fountain thing that has curbed her obsession and that she is having a blast with. I put blue food coloring and bubbles in it with some other water toys to kick it up.

She still isn’t potty-trained, which we aren’t rushing and she’s been showing interest in anyway. After changing 10,000 diapers, what’s a few more? She’s close, though.