I hand a cheery-o to Mom. She leans in close and I place it in her mouth. Then Mom hands me a cheery-o and puts it in my mouth. I grin. I reach in and take the cheery-o out. It is my turn to give a food loop to Mom. I give her the one [...]
Archive for the ‘Year One: 2006-07’ Category
Share and share alike
Posted in 11 months old, Year One: 2006-07 on May 7, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Uh-oh
Posted in 11 months old, Milestones, Talking, Year One: 2006-07 on May 6, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Mom makes a sound each time I drop a toy. It sounds like this: Uh-oh!
I like the way that sounds. So I say it too. Uh-oh!
Krispy Kreme
Posted in 11 months old, Eating, Year One: 2006-07 on May 5, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I take a bite of a deep fried piece of dough in the shape of a ring. It tastes sweet. It tastes good.
Where has this food been hiding all my life?
Double dipping
Posted in 11 months old, Eating, Milestones, Year One: 2006-07 on May 4, 2007 | 1 Comment »
I have a spoon in each fist. I plunge the left spoon in my squash. Then I shove the spoon in my mouth.
I scoop more squash with the spoon in my right hand. This spoon now goes in my mouth.
This is hard work. I do not match the spoon with my mouth each time. [...]
Say cheese
Posted in 11 months old, Year One: 2006-07 on May 3, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
Mom eats a slice of cheese. Hey, where’s my cheese? She shares a small piece of cheese with me. Yum. Good stuff.
Grass stains
Posted in 11 months old, Favorites, Four seasons, Year One: 2006-07 on May 2, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
I like to play in the yard at day care. The sun and warm air fills me with glee. I lift my hands up and clap with joy.
I am free from four walls. I am free. I am free.
Then I roll and roll in the grass until my light blue pants turn a bright [...]
Dandy lions
Posted in 11 months old, Favorites, Four seasons, Pictures, Year One: 2006-07 on May 1, 2007 | Leave a Comment »
There are new blooms in the yard at day care. I sit down in the grass and pluck one of them. I hold the stem in my hand and gaze with awe at a gold face framed by a mane of gold hair. This is a grand bloom. It must be the king of the [...]
