weight. over 20 lbs or something
height. Still short enough to stay in your first carseat
eyes. big, blue and sparkly. you rub them when you are sleepy.
hair. Red in some lights.
feeding. Your top teeth are so close to be cutting through. Any day now. New foods you’ve tried – green beans, black beans, chickpeas corn, kiwi, bagel, bran flakes, ham. You seem to like it all but still like the boob best.
sleeping. shorter naps, but longer at night. I guess I can’t complain? I think I preferred it the other way. But maybe you are helping me adjust to going back to work.
things you love. banging everything together, exploring the house (especially the plants and bathroom), playing with any sort of paper you can find, talking, peek-a-boo, books, pulling books off the shelf and reading them, laughing, being upside down, playing your bells.
things you don’t love. being sick.
other [new] awesome things you do. pulling yourself up on everything, crawling (and sometimes crawling faster if I chase you), pushing a cart by walking, walking along furniture, lean in for kisses (or nose rubs), dancing (i think?), climbing stairs*
*note: For stair climbing you aren’t interested to go over and try to climb them yourself… yet.