Updates

Jane took more steps today. About three. This time Thad was home to see it. He was pretty excited. Jane gets excited to see us excited. She looks at us, smiles down at the ground bashfully, and squeals.  She is going to be walking soon! She has three teeth on the top, and two on the bottom. I think she has the least amount of teeth at this age than either of the other two kids. I love when she smiles, and bares those top two middle teeth. They are big and spaced out, and it's goofy but irresistibly cute. Jane also learned to slide down the stairs on her tummy at Grandma and Grandpa's this last week. My dad followed her up and down, down and up those stairs. She can almost go all the way down without falling. But you still have to watch her because every so often, in her descent down, she forgets what she's doing and sits down for a minute on a stair, her back to the basement, then loses her balance and falls backward like a deadweight.

Jane is  becoming more interactive, more of a toddler. Tonight at dinner, Ana, Benji, Thad and I were talking about her, and she watched us intently, looking one face to another. Then, she decided our conversation was funny and she laughed, watching us to see if we would laugh back. When we did, she laughed again. She watches Ana and Benji as they talk during dinner, and when they giggle, she smiles and sometimes laughs along with them, as if she's part of their conversation. It's pretty cute. I know she feels like she's one of them. She feels included in their conversation and their play, even though she can't talk or contribute physically. When they play in their room during the day, she crawls in and sits next to them, playing with whatever toys are available. I can't believe she's going to turn one in a month!! Where did the time go??

 Have you ever had those moments when you see your child doing something that's not life-threatening, but also maybe not the best thing for them to be doing? Well please don't report me to child services, but I had one of those moments last week. I was scrubbing stains out of clothes in the kids' bathroom. Jane wandered in and started rummaging through the bathroom drawers while I worked. I looked down and noticed she had a disposable razor in her hand. It looked like the plastic cover was over the blade, so I thought, "Well, it's keeping her busy, so I'll just finish these last two shirts, then I'll take it from her."

Well, when I went to grab the razor from her I found this. Either the cover wasn't over the razor, or it was and she pulled it off. But either way, she had little cuts all over her lips from sucking on it! I felt AWFUL!! And her lips bled for like, 20 minutes! I kept wiping off the blood with a washcloth, and her face would fill up with blood again immediately. But the bright side is, it didn't even phase her. I don't think she had a clue what happened because she just continued to crawl around grinning and talking and playing like nothing had happened! Look at that face. She's like, "What? Why's everyone looking at me?"

Benji's new thing is to add "eeuhh" at the end of lots of words. Like, "Mommeeuhh!" or "Daddeeuhh" He just started doing it a couple weeks ago. Silly boy.