My dearest Isa,
How are you one and a half years old?! I can’t wrap my head around it. It’s almost too much to comprehend.
You’re getting so tall. When I scoop you up in my arms as you’re drinking your milk (out of a sippy cup now – no more bottles for this big girl) I have to carry you sideways through the halls because your long legs don’t fit anymore. I remember when your whole body fit between my arms, now you spill out everywhere.
I can’t believe how much you’ve grown in the last year. I just made your six month to one year book and I couldn’t believe how small you were a year ago. It’s incredible how much you’ve grown, not just physically but in what you can do.
At six months you were just starting solids. Now you can feed yourself almost anything. You practice with your spoon a lot but when you can’t get what you want in your mouth you revert back to using your hands. There is nothing more messy than you enjoying your morning oatmeal. It’s one of your favorites too. Some of your other favorite foods are eggs, cheese, cream cheese and jam sandwiches, tofu, banana, yogurt, strawberries and apple. You can chew on everything now, especially since you got four molars a month or so ago. Now you have 12 teeth, eight in the front and four in the back and I think a few more are on their way.
Oh Isa, you are developing such an interesting personality, it’s fascinating to watch. You’re a total chatterbox, just like you’re mom. You also like to sing and you have the tune to ABC down pat! Your favorite sayings right now are “Hi Lucy” and “Daddy.” You are obsessed with the word “Daddy.” “Mommy” had a good run but now “Daddy” has taken over. But your favorite phrase ever is “Hi Lucy.” Second best, of course, is “Bye Lucy.”
You still call all animals Lucy, even Luna. Sometimes you say Luna’s name but mostly she’s Lucy. Everyone is Lucy, except Mommy, Daddy, Nana and Popi. Some of your other favorite words are nigh-nigh (night-night), shoes (which you draw out in a surprised way, shoooooes), keys and ball. Nai-Nai taught you “beach ball” when she was here and now you just say b-ball, which is very cute. You also love to go ooooooohhh when you see something interesting.
There are tons of words you understand but can’t say. If we ask you where things are you always can find them. You can even find your ombligo (bellybutton)! Some of your favorite toys right now are your llama, Eeyore, a stuffed dog and a dragon. You’re way into dinosaurs but don’t have many to play with. (Hopefully Santa will rectify that.) You also LOVE balls. You’re getting pretty good at throwing them too. You even throw them for Lucy and Luna, though sometimes you thrown balls AT them instead of TO them and neither of them likes that very much.
The friendships we see blossoming between you and your animal friends is pretty special. I don’t know what you’d do at Gramps’ house without your best friend Lucy. On Thanksgiving you even got to give her a walk (you held the leash and everything) and it was clear how proud you were of being given the responsibility. Lucy must have been pretty impressed too because she was on her best behavior. The two of you are very good friends. Luna is still warming up to you but you’ve had some great moments here and then. You’re learning to be gentle with Luna and to play mousies and red ball with her. Sometimes you hold up things for her and she bats them gently. I’m sure you guys will become best buddies some day, you may even surpass daddy as her favorite (though I wouldn’t bet on that).
At the park you’re also interested in meeting friends of your own kind. You’re so social and are starting to go up to others to “meet” them and say hi. You still take things from people without asking but you’re getting better at giving them back. You’re also getting better at not freaking out when they take whatever is in your hands. You’re still most enamored of older kids and you’ll follow them around wherever they go, even if they never give you a sideways glance in return. When an older kid does notice you can barely contain yourself. You want so much to be the big girl.
And you’re going to be, so soon. You already are, really, but I need to pretend you’re still my baby lest I get all teary eyed. Don’t worry, deep down I know you’re growing up. I see it every night when you demand a bath or express your discontent on how long it’s taking us to change your diaper. I hear it when you sing an actual song or say something new and exciting like “hi guys” (you popped that one out for the first time today). I see it way you read books, looking carefully at each page, sometimes turning back a page or two to make sure you understand the story. I see it in the way you come to dinner now, all on your own, the first time I call you.
It’s hard to imagine that in six short months you will be two years old. My head can imagine it just fine but my heart’s finding it a wee bit difficult. I hope you’ll be patient with me, let me keep snuggling you while you drink your milk before bedtime and pretend like you don’t know who’s snoring under your blanket on the pillows in the playroom. I need these things, every once in a while, because while I adore the little girl you’ve become, I miss the baby you once were.
Happy one and half years sweet girl. I love you more than words could ever say.