21 Months

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Here’s what I wrote about Ellie turning 21 months old. I guess I was a bit on the busy side and didn’t get around to writing any more! So I’ll share some pictures instead:

5/14/10

On a hike in the Berkeley Hills 5/14/10

6/13/10

With dada - 6/13/10

We looked at pictures together today of beautiful 8 month old Ellie Mae. She’s so much bigger now, she might as well be 6 years old for how different she is. She was such a sweet baby! And now, oh my goodness, she is such a sweet girl.

6/13/10

6/13/10

6/26/10

Walking Point Pinole 6/26/10

6/29/10

'Whatever, Mommy' 6/29/10

Eclipsed

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I went with a few friends to see “Eclipse” the other night.  We were going to have a ladies night out, a real treat, at a local theater pub.  Don’t get excited, this is no PDX style, the movies are first run and full movie-going price.  But you can get burgers or pizza and beer or wine delivered to your comfy seat.  So exciting, as the last ladies night out I’d had was in March.

Once we’d all managed to liberate ourselves from our houses, leaving babes in the care of Dads, we found out that the theater was having some special event that was nothing like a terrible teenage vampire saga.  Woe!

Calls were put in to husbands, only one of whom was available to do research for us.  We found a showtime only half and hour later at a nearby mall and rushed on over.  It was looking like I wasn’t going to be able to get my greek salad and wine.  Boo.  The good news was that Annie and Sarah had a different plan for dinner, and it was oh, so perfectly convenient and fitting.  We had a high school dinner of the following: 
Large bag of popcorn, refilled once, buttered
Nachos (meaning chips and that fluid cheese – delicious!)
Bag of Reese’s Pieces
Large Coke and Root Beer

Folks, it was so perfect. And, much to my surprise, there wasn’t a terrible, stomach-achy issue later. I guess I’m still close enough to 18! I think for dinner tonight I’ll have a bag of Cool Ranch Doritos and chocolate milk.

6/16/10 Ellie likes chocolate for dinner

Resolve

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Ellie recently discovered my journals on the bookshelf and frolicked about with them for a bit.  As I picked up the bits and pieces that had fallen out (I stuck significant receipts in, love letters, break up letters (yes!  I kept it!), bits of poetry and scrawlings on napkins that I wrote when the journal was not in hand), I got sucked in and I keep picking them up and reading random bits.  I will say this; every bit of it is embarrassing.  E-ver-y sentence.  Mind you, this was a place I wrote what I never ever thought anyone would read.  I guess I was forgetting that I, myself, would be reading it someday.

Anyway, it reminded me how lovely it is to sit down a write something, even if it is nonsense or complainy.  Also, it reminded me of how it felt to be 21.  Hint:  it felt awkward, but also wonderful.

As I am not likely to find a way to fit in hours long breaks in coffee shops to stare out the windows daydreaming and writing in a journal, if I want to write more nonsense it will have to be in here, during naptime.

18 Months

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I feel silly keeping up the farce that I actually write here anymore, but I must celebrate Ellie, so here goes.  I did write it 3 months ago but we only just downloaded the last 6 months of pictures!

2/22/10

2/22/10 Post Nap Face

Ellie is 1.5 years old now.  I can’t believe it.  But every time I think that I wish I could just freeze her in time, I realize that if I froze her a few months ago, I would have missed out on so much new fun!  She is crazy, adorable, sweet, charming and so lovely.

3/20/10

She always seems to know what we’re talking about now and joins in the conversation with sentences of her own which make no sense to us.    She whispers syllables back to me if I whisper, hums back to me if I sing and laughs a great, loud, screeching laugh when we laugh.  Her real laugh is a chortling giggle with a little screech if she’s being tickled or chased.  And she loves to be chased.

3/21/10

3/30/10

She plays with her toys in a whole new way now, mostly she wants to read books and carry around dolls.  She also loves to dump out the whole box of blocks at once and say, “doooooh!”  She still loves balls and sees them even before I have.  Her favorite place is the playground and she drags us there as soon as we leave the house.

3/19/10 Self-Portrait

She still loves to dance, but hasn’t added any new dance moves.  She also loves to strum Daddy’s guitar and bang on it, too.  She likes to color, sneaking bites of the crayons when I’m not looking.  I’ve noticed her copying my list making by doodling thoughtfully on a piece of paper.

4/3/10

Her favorite foods are avocado, berries (strawberry is her newest word), beans and, of course, butter.  She sometimes eats almost nothing and other times almost a whole banana.  She often seems mostly inconvenienced by mealtimes, as they interrupt another activity.

4/3/10

Her hair is longer than mine in back and loops up in gentle, beautiful curls.  Her eyes are now brown in some light and green in others.  I wonder if they will always change with the light and her mood.  She still has a double chin and neck folds, thank goodness.  The dimple on her right cheek is visible only in certain smiles.  Her wiry arms and legs are strong enough that I can pick her up just by leaning down and letting her grip on to me.

4/3/10

When she’s asleep she still looks like our newborn baby, but when she wakes up, she’s always just a little older and has another new trick up her sleeve.

4/7/10

16 Months and Super Bowl Weekend

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Look what I wrote 2 months ago!  And then forgot about even though I’d wasted a few good brain cells on it.  Enjoy for another day or 2 until I get Ellie’s 18 months post up.

Here she is at 16 months old:

Peek a boo! 2/15/2010

Ellie turned 16 months old this weekend and we celebrated by going to a few parties and tiring her out to the point of sleepless exhaustion.  We have gone to other people’s houses in the past and after they fawn over her for a few hours, she goes to bed on the floor (with a bag full of her bedtime accessories, mind you) in a bedroom.  This did not work for her this time.  She woke up every 45 minutes, when her lullaby CD was over and cried the very-sad-sleepy-baby-cry that I cannot resist, especially when I know she is in an unfamiliar location.  So we left at the early hour of 9:30 and came home to fall asleep on the couch while watching “The IT Crowd”.

2/13/2010

15 Months

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10/31/09 Little Bunny Ellie

10/31/09

The last 3 months have passed in a blur of sicknesses, vacations and holidays.  In fact, the Halloween pictured above was the last normal day until we got back from Portland 2 weeks ago.  Regardless, I am a mommy-writing-slacker.  I have chosen to play with Ellie, shop for Christmas presents and hang out with Erin and Jasper, rather than catch up on her postings.  The problem with it is, I know I’ll regret not having those to read down the road.  Darn!

11/5/09 Ellie is sick and also disapproves of my excuses

12/7/08

But, here goes!  Ellie is 15 months old and she’s amazing!  She plays around with words, not keeping any one word in her vocabulary for very long.  She has said, Dada, hi, hat, hot, mama (but this meant ‘eating’), this, that, eye and many other words that she knows and we don’t yet understand.  She signs, all done, bye, hi, eat, up, yay and others I’m sure I’m forgetting.  But what really astounds me are the words she just plain understands.  She can’t yet communicate them back, but she knows her nose, ears, eyes, belly button, hair, feet, toes and probably more!  She knows shoes, socks, outside, nap, more, bath, book, cheese, blueberry…and I’d better just stop there because this could go on for a while.

11/28/09 Thanksgiving in Cayucos

12/5/06

Have I mentioned her dancing before?  She’s the cutest little bopper!  She mostly bounces up and down with her knees and holds her hands up so they flop up and down with the music.  Sometimes, I haven’t even noticed there is music playing until I see her point up her chin, put on her serious dancing face and start bouncing.  I love it.  I don’t think I have ever seen anything so cute.  Except maybe her streaking bottom after a bath when she makes a run for it to escape the towel.

12/21/09 ("wearing" my skirt)

12/24/09 First Christmas Present

She has a whole new relation ship with her toys, recognizing what they all do to entertain her.  Her favorite new toys are soft toys like stuffed animals and her new books.  She got a big stuffed penguin for Christmas and she loves to topple over on top of it and roll around.  She finally sits through some books with a little more text, but often still gives up half way through from distraction.  She loves to walk around in our shoes, no matter how many times they trip her up.  We find her toys in every possible receptacle, be it a backpack in the corner, the garbage, or the toilet.

12/28/09 Polar Bear

12/30/09 Busy

She definitely has green eyes, a shade or two darker than my own and long, dark eyelashes, several more shades darker then mine, thank goodness.  Her baby face has only grown up slightly.  She still has chubby cheeks, a tiny nose and a slight double chin.  She has the most expressive eyebrows, arching up in interest, furrowing in concentration and twitching in annoyance.  Her hair is much longer now, almost long enough that you don’t notice her sticky-out ears.  It is still a honey blond.  Her fingers are incredibly busy, she’d tried out coloring yesterday!  Her belly is cute and a little pudgy, though she is still a very skinny little monster, and her bottom is adorable!

12/28/09

Her entire being is entirely agreeable!  Well, except for when she’s in a disagreeable mood, but even then she’s really darn cute!

12/3/09

12 Months

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10/7/09 Happy Birthday Sweet Face!

10/7/09 Happy Birthday Sweet Face!

This is it. I have to somehow write an ode that is worthy of the anniversary of Ellie’s birth. It’s so wonderful to have these chronicles of Ellie’s development, but every time I sit down to write one, I wonder how I can possibly try to get my clumsy words to capture her essence. Here goes.

9/23/09

9/23/09

She has become quite a handful. She makes her opinion known with a loud squawk, whether she’s mad about going inside, sitting still for a diaper change, or being told not to investigate the garbage. She’s perfected the limp noodle body to keep from being picked up, and the fast retreat when we’re trying to take away an item she shouldn’t be playing with.

10/1/09 (Can is empty, of course)

10/1/09 (Can is empty, of course)

10/4/09 Naptime

10/4/09 Naptime

But as increasingly opinionated as she is, she is even more increasingly sweet. She now hugs us with as much of a reach as her little arms have and rests her head on our shoulder. She reaches up to be held and holds on like a monkey when she doesn’t want to go down. She loves to sit in my arms and watch me baking, refusing to go down until I’m done. She hates it when either of us leaves the house or goes in a room and closes the door.

10/7/09 Carrots I was grating for her cake

10/7/09 Carrots I was grating for her cake

10/7/09

10/7/09

She loves peek-a-boo and (as Jesse said a few days ago) will play it as a dog plays fetch, basically until we’ve had enough. She still loves to play with books best of all, but as a second favorite past-time, she can take everything out of the cupboards. She has started dancing anytime she hears music. It’s a dainty, arrhythmic knee bounce with her arms bent at the elbow and her hands flopping up and down. It’s quite possibly the cutest thing I have ever seen. The other cutest thing is her little pointer finger, now extended in every direction. She especially loves pointing at noses.

10/7/09 Birthday cake!

10/7/09 Birthday cake!

10/8/09

10/8/09

She can run on her little feet, though they sometimes still get a little ahead or behind her. She can climb up on the couch and occasionally get back down safely. Her talking has changed from repetitive babbling (dadada) to what is obviously her own little language. Jesse’s pretty sure she calls him Dada, Dad is certain he was called Grandpa (anda) and I think she may be saying “that” (dah), but I’m not sure about any of it yet. She seems to learn everything so quickly now. She sees Grandpa comb his hair, then when handed the comb, reaches up to comb the hair as well.

10/8/09

10/8/09

10/8/09

10/8/09

She is only ever more beautiful. Her hair is long enough to start curling in back and still golden blond. Her eyes are a deep emerald green, a seemingly impossible color for eyes. She has three teeth and seems in no hurry to get any more. She still has a delicate double chin that I would hate to see go. She is longer and leaner the older she gets and I’m stunned sometimes to see the length of her now, though it’s still a length that is small for her age.

10/8/09

10/8/09

She hates to be told “no” and scrinches up her eyes and whines. We’ve decided to stop using “no” and instead save it for situations where we really mean it. I find myself saying “oops” and “uh oh” (don’t get into that, don’t eat that, please don’t climb that, etc).

10/11/09

10/11/09

She loves to be chased and tickled and hugged and danced around the room. She loves to go outside and watch the big kids. She’s stopped trying to eat the bark chips and instead carries them around in her fists. She loves meeting new people and charms them with her shy smile. She has so much personality for such a little thing.

10/8/09

10/8/09