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.

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.


A Nice Day At Floyds Fork

Cecelia and I went to the park today, got muddy, and had a blast chasing fish and throwing rocks.

Today was a gorgeous day in Louisville. A little windy for Cecelia’s tastes, but once we got out of the open areas, we were fine. She had a fun time learning about the outdoors and is super-adventurous and inquisitive. Afterward, we went and played on the playground, then went and watched people fly kites and dogs play. An ideal afternoon for a 1-year-old before coming home, grabbing a bottle and a nap.

Cecelia playing in the stream from Michael Musgrove on Vimeo.

Cecelia Report

What’s Cecelia up to?

It’s been a while since a post, and quite a bit has been going on with Cecelia. Nothing Earth-shattering, but some things worth noting. She still likes to call pretty much any animal a dog. Obsessed with dog. Which is fine. WAY better than “cat.”

Her cousins Drew and Henry visited for around a week last week, so she was busy playing with them and hanging out. A trip to the zoo, a hike I believe, and lots of activity. She stays busy, which is great. She’s super-curious and observant.

Something I’ve noticed is that she has begun emulating Casey and me doing things. After she eats, for example, we always have a routine of wiping her clean, her table area, getting her out of the highchair and then wiping the seat area and floor, and everything else clean with sanitary wipes that she’s flung around. She loves feeding Annie when she thinks we aren’t looking and saying “uh-oh.” She’s already trying to outsmart us. And addicted to chocolate. She has a sample of some Ghirardhelli chocolate we had, and now she’s hooked. Not that that’s any surprise. Same with her affinity for Coca-Cola, which is omnipresent in this house thanks to my bad habit. And cheese. But now after she eats, she’ll go get the kitchen towel from the oven handle, and go wipe up in spots, and even wipe Annie after giving her food, and then go hang it up. And when I finish pushing her in her Cozy Coup, she’ll get out and shut the door behind her. Impressive that she’s completing the job rather than just getting out and taking off.

She’s also interested in throwing balls, and picked up pushing a ball around with a putter quite naturally. I’m hoping she’s a better athlete than I was. Having a medium build like I do makes a lot of men’s sports a little more challenging, but it could work in her favor as a female, and she has the same build I do. In fact, she is the same size as most girls a good bit older than she is. So, note to self: she may like field hockey. Physically, she’s really strong, and she’s beginning to stretch out some, rather than being a chubby little baby. When I rock her to sleep, her length is noticeably increasing. She’s about to outgrow her changing table.

She has gotten better at communicating via affirmative and negative signals, and says no and (sort of) yeah. But her range of sounds is growing; she just needs to start learning how to connect them in the right order.

She’s deciding what clothes to wear, and clearly is opinionated about things, not surprisingly. Her moods can change spontaneously, but for the most part, she’s a very happy child. She just went through a small teething spell, which was rough on everyone. Getting all her molars at once. But she’s rebounded like a champ.

She loves boogieing down, and is a dancer. I’m still exposing her the guitar, and she can pluck individual strings now, which is the right direction. And she’s interested, so I have a lot of optimism about her being a way better player than I am. Not that that’s a very high goal. She has a tamborine and a little cymbal shaker and some bamboo sticks I made,and will pick them up and start jamming. So she’s already got Justin Bieber beat as an act.

grinny mcsmiles

Hide Your Kids, Hide Your Wife, Cecelia’s Coming

Hide your valuables. Cecelia’s on the loose.

13 Months

Hide your valuables.

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Cecelia has been a busy little thing recently, keeping her parents busy. Which explains why there hasn’t been much media being posted. She’s teething, and growing and in a stage where she needs a lot of attention and entertainment. Quality attention I can provide. Quality entertainment for a 13-month-old can be a tough request. Her attention span is about 1 second. Some of her favorite games are “pick me up and put me down” and “point at items, then denounce them when obtained.” She’s being fussy, in other words.

That’s totally normal, and although I’m sure she’s in discomfort from rapidly growing and teething, she’s going through a lot of cranial and chemical changes too which can cause some turbulence I would imagine. Although we have a primitive language we’re using to communicate, she, of course, has no actual vocabulary yet. That makes communicating frustrating for her as well as anyone in that situation. Some adults find themselves there, too. And as a result, she sounds the siren.

She hasn’t been interested in eating solid food lately as she previously was, so that’s a development we’re watching. That’s also a shame because I’ve been making a lot of really good stuff lately. We offer solutions and aid her in every way imaginable for her teething, and she’s a good sport about it, but I know it must be tough.

She’s always been active, but she’s also become very, very inquisitive and driven. She’ll risk life and limb to achieve her goal, which is admirable, but unnecessary. For example, in my office she ran a gauntlet trying to get back in the corner in a little hidey-hole that would have scared Indiana Jones. She’s getting into everything and she reminds me of a gremlin that vexes aircraft and other machinery. The photo above has her dumping out a Raspberry Pi computer I’m building and distributing my small screwdriver set around the basement while savoring the disgusting flavor of one of them. Nothing is safe anymore.

On a positive note, she’s shown a continued and growing liking for music and dance. I don’t expect her to be Joni Mitchell or Beyonce Musgrove but she has an affinity for music, not surprisingly. I had her playing with guitars before she could crawl. And she can already pluck strings and knows to use a pick to strum. She’s smart. Plus with my brainwashing there’s no way she’s not going to be into music. But she’s no one-trick pony. She’ll also bob and shake her head around and bounce up and down when she hears some of her favorite songs, which currently include: Scarlet Begonias, the theme song for StoryBots, (theme songs are big), and lots of disco, unfortunately. But she’s becoming quite the dancer, which I hope to capture some video of.