We Are Walking, Walking, Walking.......

Yes the title says it all. She truly has let go and is really testing the waters now. At first it was just one or two steps here or there in between the couch and the table. A few nights later we attempted to walk across the living room but were hindered by one of the many toys that lay in her path. She has no problems holding onto my hand as we walk around the house, but she refuses to do so for David. (gee, wonder why?..........) And, tonight she walked across the kitchen from the pantry to the fridge. We are in big trouble, oh yes we are......

Her main mode of transportation however is still her little scoot. If she decides she isn't in the mood or wants to get somewhere quickly she'll scoot to wherever it is. She has also discovered how much fun climbing can be. She discovered the little step stool in the kitchen (it's only one step) is great fun to:
1) climb on to reach things on the side of the fridge. magnets, articles, pictures, etc.
2) move around the floor to the island in the center of the kitchen to reach for things.
3) just play on and climb up and down and up and down.
It is almost like her private little throne. She has spent the last 3 days playing on the stool; literally. It also amuses her greatly to sit or stand on the step-stool and shout what I can only assume are demands or obscenities at the cats as they run by. Poor Lilian has taken the brunt of this abuse. (I should mention that, seeing as Lilian is in her own little world, she doesn't necessarily run away from the noise like Sammi and Shadow do. Therefore, she hangs around for the greatest amount of time and blatantly ignores Bug spurring even more shouting.....)

At the moment she is taking her little toy airplane (with a propeller that spins as the wheels spin) and driving it around the kitchen, living room and front hall. I think it helps that David is making flying airplane noises as she goes by. She too makes noises but they are car noises not airplane noises. I guess at the moment I figure the fact that she is making any kind of vehicle noise at all while she plays with the plane is a somewhat advanced skill. So, I'm not too terribly worried about correcting her on the proper noise that an airplane makes.


We have also made great strides in talking over the last week. While not everyone may be able to make out what she is saying; David and I most certainly have. For example, last thursday David and I had just finished dinner and were beginning to clean up. Earlier in the day I had trimmed my poor rose bush down (lost about half of it thanks to that cold spell) and still had a mess to clean up outside. It was also just about time for Bug to get her one and only nighttime bottle. David was loading the dishwasher and I was getting ready to go outside when Bug decided to throw an absolute fit. We were attempting to ignore the tantrum but it was beginning to get out of hand so David told her "That's Enough!" Well, she was in a very angry state and in a deep demon-possessing tone of voice she yelled clear as a bell "That's enough!" Well, of course David and I were beside ourselves and laughing hysterically. Bug on the other hand is still quite pissed off and again repeats in the same tone "That's enough!" It was quite funny and we still giggle about it.


The next morning I got up with her at *bleeping* 6 AM (I'm sorry I am NOT a morning person and I don't drink muddy water, so anything before 7 AM deserves the *bleep*) and decided to let David sleep in, he was up pretty late the night before killing god knows what with Uncle Henry and prolly Uncle Troy in Outland (unless you play WoW you won't know where that is, so don't worry about it.) I go upstairs to get the singing angel (monster) from her crib. I get up there and she's all cute and happy. We decide to leave Bink and silkie in the crib and I turn and lay her on the changing table to change her diaper. It's at this point she begins to throw a fit. I of course tell her that this is ridiculous and she needs to calm herself down. She in turn asks me in that scary demon voice "Where's Daddy?!?!?!!!" I'm taken a little aback by it and inform her that "Daddy is sleeping which is why you need to calm yourself down and Be Quiet!" Just like that all is well and we are back to happy Bug.

It seems she picks up a new word every day and stores it away for reference. I think her newest ones are "belly button," "bathroom," "ball" "What's it?" and I think there were a few others but I can't recall what they were at the moment. Most of them appear out of nowhere and then you don't hear them again for awhile. I have found that she seems to like and somewhat understand detailed explanations. Well, i think that sums it up for the week. I'm gonna post a few cute pics from the past week or so and I also have a new section up in Bug's picture links.




~*Bluebird update: Beautiful has all but finished her second nest so I expect to have another brood here very soon. I also dispatched 2 male house sparrows the other day. YES!!! And it has been amazingly peaceful and serene in the backyard ever since. No more "CHEEP! CHEEP! CHEEP! CHEEP! CHEEP! CHEEP! CHEEP!" every nanosecond. I can actually hear the other birds' melodious voices.....*~








Bug loves to play on Grampa Terry and Mimi's ottoman. We don't know why but it is one of her favorite places there. Just wait until she learns to climb up by herself.....






Picking the phlox in Momma's flower beds. She and DeeDee were having a grand old time outside on that blanket. Oddly enough she refused to go beyond the perimeter of the blanket into the grass.





One of our fun days on the porch. Bug had found my Larry the Cucumber stuffed toy. She also figured out that with his bean-bag butt he could sit upright by himself.






I think this shot is hysterical! It makes her look like she's doing some sort of weight training.





This was captured this morning. I watched as she had rummaged around the pile of ponies and dollies on the floor (after dumping them out of their bags) and grabbed Apricot here. She then made her way to this pillow, lay down and proceeded to talk and babble to Apricot. It was so damn cute I almost cried. Instead, I grabbed my camera. (Oh and by the way; Yes. That is an original "vintage" Strawberry Shortcake Apricot doll........)