Thursday, July 28, 2016

Monica Jane: 10 Months

My dearest Monbon,

You are a squishy, giggly, adorable goon. It is getting easier and easier to make you smile, and since your top FOUR (!!!) teeth have broken through this past month, your smile gets prettier and prettier.

Your giggle is my favorite thing ever. And your rolls. And your soft hair. And when you put your head on my shoulder (which is hardly ever). Basically you're the cutest. We all dote on you, and I love love love calling you my baby. I know you're not going to be a baby forever (t-minus 2 months until you're officially a toddler!) but I'm soaking it up while it lasts.

Speaking of toddling, you're now cruising around the furniture like a pro. You don't seem to be afraid of very much, you love to test (taste) new things, and push boundaries when you're exploring. You're inquisitive, sneaky, and quite frankly I'm surprised at how observant you are... you manage to find and eat crumbs immediately after I swept. I can never keep the floors clean enough for you, but whatever. It builds your immune system, right? We'll all laugh about this together when you're in high school.

As of the last few days you've started to dance, which is really you just shaking your butt around and bouncing to whatever music is playing. It's wonderful. You definitely inherited your dad's dance skills: goofy, natural, and lovable.

You love to eat and we can't keep you full enough long enough, but you get some kind of a rash when you're on certain baby foods and we haven't figured it out yet, so please be patient with us. Your diet will return to normal soon. Hopefully. In the meantime I'm not worried because I know you'll be snacking on floor crumbs all day anyways.

Celine and you are still trying to figure out how to play peacefully together. You love to be where the action is, but she is very particular about things, so you tend to clash. Not all of the time though... once in a while I'll catch you being adorable and playing nicely together. And then my heart explodes.

You are usually moving in one way or another. When we're tucking you in you're shaking your blanket, when we change your diaper you try to escape (like we're trying to diaper a greased cat), and most of all at mass you seem to pull out all the stops. It's a workout for sure, so thanks for that. Let's work together to find some way to channel that energy (like a hamster wheel for babies or something. Is that bad? Just a thought. We'll figure something out).

We love you so much, little monkey. You bring so much light into our lives.

I love love love you,

1 comment:

  1. She looks so much like Celine in the second photo!