Please accept my apologies for being late on your letter this month (again). You’re almost a year old and I’m just now getting the time to write your 11 month letter. Let me start off by letting you know that even at 11.5 months old, you are “little miss thing.” Your sass and strength always bring a smile to Dad & me.
You’re learning how to walk now, but still rely on cruising along the coffee table or wall and strolling behind baby shopping carts and walkers. I believe if you let go you’d be able to walk on your own with no problem. That’s sort of how life is though, isn’t it Sidney Girl? You never know what you are capable of until you let go and just do it. If I was a betting woman, I would bet on you walking by your first birthday (which happens to be in 2 weeks).
In the past month you got your first tooth! It’s a lower tooth, right in the middle, and appears to be perfect! You weren’t too dramatic when it came in either (much less dramatic than your big brother when he got his first tooth). One of my favorite parts of having two children is seeing how different you and your brother are, even with the exact same genetics and environment. If I had to guess what careers you and Jackson would have, I would guess actor or doctor for Jackson and professional athlete or comedian for you.
You love to “work a room” with your tricks, including rubbing your hand across your mouth until everyone in the room laughs. Here’s a video of you “racing” Jackson in your walker, complete with the little snorting you do to get laughs from anyone in the room.
You still love to eat and your absolute favorite food in the world is ICE CREAM. If you spot the cups that Daddy and I use to eat ice cream out of, you absolutely fly across the room to get yourself a taste. It’s endearing. You still love mac & cheese mixed with peas and will only eat baby food (like prunes) if it is in a squeezie and you can feed yourself. Miss Independent.
You still nap twice a day, but sleeping at night has taken a turn for the worse this month. I think you’re working on new milestones (like walking) and your brain keeps you up at night. I don’t mind, because when you’re a teenager trying to sleep all day I will remember these nights…
As always, thanks for being such a joy to us.
All my love,