Chad said it best the other day when he said that we no longer have a baby in the house,
we have a full blown toddler folks.
I should have known this would happen eventually, this aint our first rodeo after all. But it is still kind of bittersweet to watch my last little one grow into a walking/talking little fiend at a mere ten months old!
However, it is just too darn hard not to be in love with her, so I guess we'll have to just celebrate her triumph over crawling! Sophie really has been walking for a week or two, but in the past few days she has spent more time on her two feet than on her knees.
We officially have had to come out of the denial that she was only partly walking and graduate her status to full blown walking. Like I said, bittersweet!
She's pretty pleased with herself though!
Besides her determination to learn how to follow me around on two legs, she has also been working on:
getting her first, second, third and fourth teeth
shaking her head "no" when you ask her a question
nodding her head when you ask her a question
saying "no no", "bye bye", "hi", and we are pretty sure she says Blake, but it sounds more like "Day"
her first ear infection (a few weeks ago), and I think she is working up to a second
laughing her head off at the boys and their otherwise under-appreciated bodily functions
If you ask her where her baby is, she will wander around until she finds the dolly that she sleeps with at night, then she cuddles it and laughs and gives it kisses.
She was trying to keep up with the boys but they got too fast for her and went into their room and shut the door so I swear I heard her yell "Boy" from the front of the living room...it sounded more like "Bo" but she was on a mission to find them! If they stay in their room too long with the door closed she will start smacking it and yelling for them to come and worship her.
She recognizes a lot of the family members that she sees most often and she really seems to like her Grandpa Mike. He comes to get her from me at Church so that I can deal with Primary stuff and she always lays her head on his shoulder or pats him when he takes her from me.
He and Chad almost have to arm wrestle each other for the honor of toting her around on Sundays!
I really appreciate everyone's willingness to watch her for us...sometimes I even get a little jealous!
It probably gets redundant, but I honestly can't remember what life in this place was like without her happy little soul wandering around!



























