She loves to say hello by lifting up her shirt to show you her “bee-bo”. She knows you have one too, so you better share!
She has recently learned the word “mine!” which she uses frequently (thanks Mom…). Actually, it will be a very important word for her once #2 is here.
Speaking of speaking, she’s working on it. She has a few words: Mama (a very recent development, like in the last week. I can’t tell you how happy I am that she is finally saying “Mama” and uses the word to refer to me!! She has figured out that there is power in the ability to call on me), Daddy, Mo, mine, all-done, Pooh (as in Winnie the…) hat, and hot. Between her verbal words and her sign-language I pretty much always know what she needs. I’m starting to think I’m an enabler though, finishing her sentences, interpreting grunts…I’m going to have to break out the tough love and make her say words. Sometimes, I can’t help but worry that she’s almost two and not really talking yet, then she’ll combine a whole bunch of words and signs to say something like “Mo goes in the car” and I know she’ll be fine. She’s a smarty pants.
Here are a couple of Andy’s recent favorites. Mo, if you’re reading this someday, you should know that he is an amazing father, and you adore him!
In his words:
I returned from an overnight work trip to find Mo totally enthralled by Elmo. She barely even looked at me. Later that evening (during her nightly-naked-run-around) I asked for a hug and she sprinted to me, threw her arms around my neck and said “Dadadadadadada,” giving me the biggest hug ever.
I love how she’ll pin toys/food/whatever between her chin, chest and hand when she needs to carry more than her little hands can manage.
She gets a bashful smile when I ask her name and then exclaims “Mo!”. Favorite!
In the car she takes her shoes of, pulls off her socks, and then puts her shoes back on (side note from Cait: I gave Andy a lot of grief a couple weeks ago when I thought he put her shoes on the wrong feet…turns out Mo did that all by herself…oops, sorry Love!)
I love it when her hair is up; she looks so big.
Cait here again. I am thankful we have this way to record our Mo-isms. Some day (probably sooner rather than later, honestly) we’ll read back through these blog posts and revisit all these little things we thought we’d never forget. They are worth remembering.