weight. you are a 20 lb baby. (They say you roughly triple your birth weight by age 1)
height. The doctor thinks you are tall. I think you are perfect.
eyes. big, blue and sparkly. you rub them when you are sleepy.
hair. Red in some lights.
feeding. Still only 2 teeth. Since last month you’ve tried cottage cheese, mashed potatoes, salmon, celery, bread… You re-tried peas. This time whole peas instead of puree. You didn’t seem to hate them as much in their “natural” form. We shall try some beans next.
sleeping. your naps have started getting shorter and shorter. boo.
things you love. playing with any sort of paper you can find, giggling, drinking from a cup, talking, putting things in your mouth, jolly jumping, swimming, your baby friends, hanging upside down, books, scooting around the room as fast as you can, sitting under the Christmas Tree, squishing food in your hands, discovering how different objects sound
things you don’t love. being sick.
other [new] awesome things you do. pulling yourself up on some things, move like crazy all over the place (it looks like you are either swimming or scaling the wall like spiderman), reach with both hand towards me to be picked up, choose your own toys from the basket, stand up holding on to things without me holding you.