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.
Cecelia hits the single digits today! Happy Birthday, Cecelia!!!
Happy First Birthday!!!
I was just interrupted creating this post by her majesty, who was very upset about her diaper being put on funny.
Cecelia had her birthday party last week, due to space and schedule considerations, and it was a huge success. Lots of her friends showed up, everyone had cupcakes and watermelon, and the kids played in the water at the Splashpad.
Some people might think having a party for a one-year-old is silly. But there’s a lot to celebrate. Cecelia has done a lot of developing in that year, both mentally and physically. I couldn’t be more proud of her. She’s strong, healthy, curious, happy, entertaining, alert, considerate, and you couldn’t ask for more in a person. Her personality shows itself more and more, and she’s becoming much more vocal. She loves to tell people “hi” and we can actually communicate pretty well with her, since her needs and wants are fairly simple and limited, her repertoire of communication signals doesn’t have to be vast. Even so, she’s a talker.
She’s obsessed with going up and down the stairs. You’d think she’s training to climb the K2 with her regimen of going up and down them. But she’s very active, despite her still carrying some baby fat. Her hair and teeth are all fine. Her hair is finally filling in, and it’s like curly cornsilk in the back. 4 teeth in, with 2 more coming in. She’s handling teething like a champ. She’s a pretty tough little girl.
So, Welcome to the single digits!
Cecelia likes her fruit, and she is a messy but sharing person.
Cecelia tames a couple of chunks of watermelon. She likes her fruit, which is a great thing. She’s a big fan of tangerines, watermelon, blueberries and kiwis, sometimes. She’s learning how much will fit in her mouth before choking still, apparently. And she likes sharing, which is nice.