I know this sounds very cliché, but I feel like I just gave birth to Kendall yesterday. Was that really 10 months ago? Maybe I should start planning her first birthday party, because I know she’ll be 1 as soon as I blink my eyes This month, Kendall: - recognizes her name - drinks from a sippy cup - squeals extremely loud when she’s excited - cut 2 more teeth, her top ones - loves to ride her brothers' push-cars and play with toy-cars - has started fussing when I put her down into her crib - is going through a phase of not wanting to eat baby food, just grown-up food - has no interest, whatsoever, in crawling, but she does move around by rolling over - does not have any stranger anxiety (but would much rather hang out with mommy than anyone else, including daddy) - cracks up when Logan or Taylor attempts to feed her - eats just about anything that we put in her mouth - got her iron levels checked and gave the nurse a nasty look at the prick of her finger (but she did not cry at all) - hung out with Bonne-Maman for 2 whole weeks while she visited Kendall is one tough chick. When I see the way her brothers sometimes treat her (with the best intentions but rather roughly), I think to myself that Kendall is going to know how to take and throw punches better than anyone I know. Having older brothers has also helped her become very tolerate. They love touching her hair, rolling her over and over again, kissing her cheeks, and stealing her food and toys. She occasionally lets them know who’s the boss, but for the most part she just doesn’t mind. The other day, she was blowing raspberries while I was feeding her baby food. It was really cute, but after a while, I just needed her to stop playing and eat her food. So in a firm voice I told her to quit playing and eat. She was so shocked that I had raised my voice at her that her eyes started watering and she started crying. Her cry said, “Mommy, I can’t believe you just did that. My feelings are very hurt right now.” It totally melted my heart. I put the spoon down and kissed her messy face. I love having a girl. She is so sweet, emotional, innocent, and cuddly. She’s my baby angel and I thank my Heavenly Father for her every day.
Friday, March 2, 2012
Kendall is 10 months
I know this sounds very cliché, but I feel like I just gave birth to Kendall yesterday. Was that really 10 months ago? Maybe I should start planning her first birthday party, because I know she’ll be 1 as soon as I blink my eyes This month, Kendall: - recognizes her name - drinks from a sippy cup - squeals extremely loud when she’s excited - cut 2 more teeth, her top ones - loves to ride her brothers' push-cars and play with toy-cars - has started fussing when I put her down into her crib - is going through a phase of not wanting to eat baby food, just grown-up food - has no interest, whatsoever, in crawling, but she does move around by rolling over - does not have any stranger anxiety (but would much rather hang out with mommy than anyone else, including daddy) - cracks up when Logan or Taylor attempts to feed her - eats just about anything that we put in her mouth - got her iron levels checked and gave the nurse a nasty look at the prick of her finger (but she did not cry at all) - hung out with Bonne-Maman for 2 whole weeks while she visited Kendall is one tough chick. When I see the way her brothers sometimes treat her (with the best intentions but rather roughly), I think to myself that Kendall is going to know how to take and throw punches better than anyone I know. Having older brothers has also helped her become very tolerate. They love touching her hair, rolling her over and over again, kissing her cheeks, and stealing her food and toys. She occasionally lets them know who’s the boss, but for the most part she just doesn’t mind. The other day, she was blowing raspberries while I was feeding her baby food. It was really cute, but after a while, I just needed her to stop playing and eat her food. So in a firm voice I told her to quit playing and eat. She was so shocked that I had raised my voice at her that her eyes started watering and she started crying. Her cry said, “Mommy, I can’t believe you just did that. My feelings are very hurt right now.” It totally melted my heart. I put the spoon down and kissed her messy face. I love having a girl. She is so sweet, emotional, innocent, and cuddly. She’s my baby angel and I thank my Heavenly Father for her every day.
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awwww I miss my lil KK. Sounds like her personality is just growing and showing more and more. Wish we could see you more often.
p.s.- Taty Marie misses her lil boys too ;-P
Kiss her messy cheeks for me too, ok!
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