Happy Dance

Lately you have developed your own special kind of happy dance. You shrug your shoulders up and down, really fast, in a row. It CRACKS. ME. UP. Every time. If you get a "Pity" dress on, happy dance shrugs - if you get a fistful of crackers you like, happy dance shrugs. If you are told we are going outside, or on an outing, or anything else you particularly love - happy dance shrugs.

In fact, you kinda wander around doing your happy dance at all kinds of random times - sometimes its simply part of some story you are telling yourself. You are my happy girl, who toddles around all over the house, fully involved in some wondrous world all your own. Today you stood on the couch and cried "Momma, momma - sharks! Eat me!" pointing energetically to the floor. All I could do was grin at this rich world of imagination you create for yourself every day. Your life will be so much the greater for it - I know mine is! (I wish I had put down the laundry basket and played sharks with you for a minute, next time I will try to remember how fleeting these moments of your childhood are!)

Chatterbox

This evening you were just full of chatter - it was the first time I had heard you string together the consonants bababababa and mamamamamam - I love it when you get in your talkative moods. You definitely very rarely have any difficulty making your needs known! You are the loudest little baby I have ever heard - we joke all the time that you have never really "cried" per se - you just "yell" whenever you want something. I can't wait until real sentences start coming out!

Five Teeth

Whoa - and lo and behold - your other top tooth made an appearance overnight. You are now the proud owner of FIVE teeth - at the tender age of 6 1/2 months!

The Better to Gnaw You With

So today I noticed - by the expedient of you clamping down hard on my finger and it HURTING like the dickens - that you have FINALLY popped thru one of your top teeth, and a third on the bottom to boot! I tried to get some close up pictures to send off to Daddy. You have been busily gnawing away all week at everything you can haul up to your mouth (blankets, toys, socks spoons, toes, faces...)