Juliet does something new almost every day. In these pictures, she is standing at the top of our stairs shouting and babbling and so proud of herself for pulling herself up to standing. If you recall, when I was about 11 months old, I did the same thing! Here is the blog entry to prove it:
Juliet now also knows how to crawl on all-fours. She learned how to do that last week. Previously, she did a silly army-crawl wiggle all over the floor. She kind of looked like a slithering snake and was just as fast.
Juliet is now extraordinarily adept at pulling herself up on anything and cruising around the house. She finds any piece of furniture or toy that she can move around the house to get her to places. Her favorite is the little red IKEA chairs. She pulls herself up on one and then uses it like a walker to get herself around the room.
I am on official "kitty food" and "crusty" patrol at our house. Juliet puts absolutely everything in her mouth. She loves the kitty food, and will happily munch on a few pieces. When I see that she is going for it, I shout, "NO! NO! THE KITTY FOOD!" and will run and block her access. I am also on "crusty" patrol. We call any microscopic piece of dirt, food, paper, etc. on the floor a "crusty." Juliet has radar vision for all of the crusties in the house. When I see her pick one up with her fingers, I shout, "MOMMY! JULIETTIE IS EATING A CRUSTY!" By the time we get to her, the crusty is usually long gone and we just hope for the best.
As far as my updates, I am doing pretty fantastic. "Fantastic" is the new word I started using. I love learning words. Mommy and Daddy are also saying that I am a bit "spirited" these days. They do not think that it is humorous when I say things like, "I do not listen to Mommy. I only listen to me." Or, when I scream and fight to go into the bath and then scream and fight to get out of the bath. Hello!??!! I am only three. What did you expect? I am particularly fascinated with the changing seasons. Early one morning, I looked outside and said, "Look! Everything is covered in frosting. Let's take a lick." Mommy said, "It's called frost." I said, "No. It's called frosting." I still love my stuffed animals. When asked what I was thankful for, I said, "I am thankful for Bunny Bun. And...all of my stuffed animals."
I may be "spirited," but I am also a bit sleep deprived due to the musical bedroom situation at our house. We have two bedrooms at our house. That means that someone has to share a bedroom. At first, Juliet shared a bedroom with Mommy and Daddy. Then, Juliet started waking up three times a night to nurse and stared at Mommy, crying, until mommy picked her up. A bleary-eyed Mommy decided two weeks ago that she needed some sleep. So, Juliet's crib was moved to my bedroom and my bed was moved to Mommy and Daddy's room. Juliet had a few rough nights in my bedroom all alone, but now she sleeps soundly through the night (albeit, waking for the day at about 5:00 am). I, however, lost some sleep because Daddy would wake me up on accident as he was getting ready for work.
Tonight, mommy and daddy finally moved my bed back into my bedroom. Two sisters in the same room. So, how did it go, you ask? So far, not the best. Juliet started screaming as mommy left the bedroom. I said to Juliet, "Juliettie, I am here. Juliettie, I am here." After about three minutes of listening to her wail, I hopped out of bed and opened the door. Mommy was in the hallway and I said, "Juliet is bothering me. I cannot sleep. " I then proceeded to walk down the stairs. Mommy soothed Juliet and got her sleep, but I wanted to stay up. Finally, mommy got me into bed (with threats of no Sesame Street and no dessert if I did not cooperate). What a night!
