So I’m going to take a page out of Beyonce’s book on Blue Ivy: post pictures that obscure her daughter’s face. I kind of like that idea.
So Andrew is dashing around the apartment now with frantic pace. He’s into EVERYTHING. His favorite toy is the blinds’ pull string. The darn thing is so long I have to vigilantly tie it up. We’ve kind of moved beyond the cabinet phase with my handy-dandy locks, however, they are a pain in the ass to remove if I need something (like Fort Knox). I have so many toys that I could open up my own Toys R’ Us and yet, he finds more mischievous ways to entertain himself. I will forever be in awe on how babies are born to defeat the Man (i.e. baby proofing system).
Our word count is now at a solid ten:
- Dauuughhy- doggy
- Boo- blue
- Maaammmm- mom
- Da-da- dad
- Meemee- grandma
- Noooooo- no
- Ewwww- ew
- Uhhhh-ohhhh- oops
- Curcal- circle
- Nannn- Nana (other grandma)
He also points and gestures and can put toys in cups during bath time.
Ahhhh how they grow. I will savor every moment :-).