Halloween was interesting. I dressed up as a rock star (including a green mohawk).
We went trick-or-treating at daycare on Friday. Then today we had a few kids come by for candy. I’m not really that into it yet. Maybe next year I’ll be more excited.
My daycare, the Washington University Family Learning Center, had its grand opening celebration this week. I took part in a parade with all the other kids. I even waved to the crowd from my vehicle like a beauty pageant winner. It was fun.
To honor the occasion everyone painted their handprints on big canvas posters, even the Chancellor of the university.
Daddy’s handprint went next to the Chancellor’s.
I’ve been having such a good time since I recently figured out how to go up the stairs. At every opportunity I shoot up the steps then play upstairs.
My favorite game is closing and then opening the bedroom doors.
It only took a couple of days before I also figured out how to go back down the stairs. Really the only reason I would want to do this is so I can climb right back up!
I climbed up to the second step on the stairs last night, as I often do. But much to Mommy’s chagrin, this time I didn’t stop once I got there. I just kept right on going to the third, then the fourth, and so on. I made it all the way to the top and kept right on going straight into the bathroom.
I had so much fun that I repeated this feat a few more times before going to bed. I have so much fun upstairs. There’s all kinds of dangerous child-unprotected things to get into. For now, at least.
Wow, so many things have happened in the past few days.
Dad went out of town for work, so for a little bit it was just Mom and me here. Then Paw Paw and Gramma Nan came to visit. I have been having a blast. They took care of me while Mom was at work.
On the first day they were taking care of me, mom was upstairs getting ready for work and Gramma Nan was getting me my breakfast. I threw several of my cheerios on the floor, and then I looked at Gramma Nan and said “UH OH” just as plain as day. It was the first word I ever said.
Mom missed the whole thing, and she was a little sad. So I have been cheering her up by throwing my things on the ground and saying “Uh oh” hundreds of times since then. And I scored big points this evening when I grinned at her and said “Mama.” She couldn’t quite believe her ears and kept trying to get me to say it again, but I have decided to make her wait a little while for that one.
Let’s see, what else happened?
Gramma Nan gave me a haircut. She is a professional hairdresser, so I got a great new look. I love it.
Also, my left upper molar has come in. That’s probably why I have been in such a bad mood lately and why I have not been sleeping well. Or maybe not. Who knows.
I tried cabbage for the first time too. It was okay.
Here are some pictures of me from last week at daycare, making and eating some cookies.
Grandma Barb and Grandpa Bruce came to visit me on Saturday! They took me to the zoo… ’nuff said.
I’m just having the most fun at daycare. I wake up early in the morning (sometimes too early because I’m so excited). Then Daddy and I either bike or run there.
Then I play and learn all the day long. Then some days Daddy takes me home on the bike, and other days Mommy runs home with me.
Anyway, I have some new skills. I’ve been waving for months now, but most of the time it was sort of by accident. Now I wave at people to say hello or goodbye to them.
Also, before I was really good at knocking over stacks of blocks. But now I can stack them back up all by myself.
Ah, motor skills.
Okay, even though I’m not spending all day with Mom & Dad anymore, that doesn’t mean I’m any less photogenic. The ladies at daycare take photos from time to time.
It’s taken a few weeks, but I’m finally sort of getting adjusted here. The last two days I didn’t even cry when Dad dropped me off!
These days I am getting up in the mornings and going to daycare. I like it there, I guess. I cry when mom and dad leave me there though, because I am only little. At daycare, I take a nap on a cot. Well, sometimes.
This past week, Uncle Andy came to visit. He brought birthday gifts from him and Aunt Kimberly. They always find the best stuff.
They brought me blocks. I love to stack them, bang them together, and then put them into an empty box.
They also brought some C R A Z Y glasses.
I tried to be polite about it, but to tell you the truth, I don’t really care for them.
Last night I stayed up way past my bed time and went to this thing called something like Ballon Glow, over at Forest Park. The entire family unit rode the tandem bike over there, with me hooked up in the trailer. It was our first family bike ride in St. Louis. There were a lot of cars. It was kind of scary. But it was worth it. I loved seeing all those glowing balloons.