Age of Lady Kaitlyn: 1 year and 2 weeks
Family,
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| K says Go Cardinal! Beat the Jayhawks! |
And a good Monday evening to you from the Queen City, where the sneetch has just gone down after her bath (she's on a Monday, Wednesday, and Saturday morning bath schedule now due to the swimming lessons). What a great week! Lots to report, so let's get amongst it!
Monday was St. Patty's Day, and I am pleased to report that the adult contingent of Team Taylor remembered to don the green apparel for the occasion. We put her in quite the cute little green dress and headband (if I do say so myself), but alas - the weather didn't cooperate and meant that she couldn't go frolic outside in her emerald. Truth be told, the weather was quite a bit like the Emerald Isle itself, but hey - no complaints (after all - she is our little pot of gold :-)).
The biggest item to report this week is probably more for me than anyone else, as K has officially moved away from the bottle. In fact, her schedule changed quite a bit this week, and that has definitely taken some getting used to. For starters, no more bottle means no more bottle washing. And whilst it is GREAT to have that 20 minutes back in my day (no more labeling either!), I must confess that it took some getting used to. It's funny - I never complained about bottle washing. In fact, I quite enjoyed it and some nights even looked forward to it, as it was a task I knew I could do that would help the family and, by me doing it, ensure it was one less thing Jenny had to worry about when she got home. But as much as I enjoyed it, washing, assembling, and labeling did get tedious at times, and I said at least a basquillion times to Jenny, "I am not complaining at ALL about doing this, but this is one thing I won't miss." It's funny, though, as now I do miss that little ritual, with me neck deep in soap suds while the sneetch pulls at my pants leg and pulls herself up on the cabinets. If nothing else, it's a taste of what's to come - a certainty that the winds of change are blowing, and the move from infant to toddler is well on the way, riding the inexorable wave of time.
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| Munch in Motion!!!! |
The other piece has been tougher for me, and that's no more "daddy time" in the morning for brekkie. Up until this week, K was still taking at least something out of the bottle, and she was still drinking vs. eating her calories. But since that changes with the one year appointment, it's important that K think about solid food first vs. drinking her calories. Consequently, when I wake her up it's a race against time to get her changed, dressed, and out the door so that she can make breakfast at daycare. It's so cute that she gives me the sign language for "feed," which a) makes me super proud that she's learning to express herself and b) reminds me that I'm on the clock. Now again, this is GREAT NEWS all around, as it means a) she's learning to express herself, b) she's eating good, and c) is still thriving at daycare. However, it also means that daddy just became a little more expendable in her life, and it also means I don't get those precious 10-15 every morning with her in my lap, squeezing my finger whilst she finishes her bottle. I have made peace with it, but the photo I took of "the last bottle" does bring a twinge of sadness, as another chapter in our lives that has existed since she was old enough to recognize me how now closed.
But in much happier news, K is now walking like CRAZY with both us and her little "doggie walker!"
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Early days with Scout - 24 hours later
she was basically a sprinter. |
Seriously - this all happened in the space of the last 72-96 hours, but the Munchkin has suddenly started motoring EVERYWHERE in 2 legs. We moved the doggie walker (which I will henceforth call "Scout") downstairs to the hardwoods on Saturday, and she has been a FORCE OF NATURE ever since. She absolutely FLIES on that thing! She's pretty quick when we hold her hands as well, but she is constantly looking over her shoulder to find the other parent (who's chasing her in the "I'm gonna get you" game), which does slow her down a bit. At first we were worried about her energy levels (between being sick and not drinking enough fluid, we were worried about dehydration), but she's been very active around us. Now granted she took a 3 hour, 20 minute nap this weekend, but when she's up she's pretty active climbing our stairs (under our supervision, of course), using Scout to walk about, and walking with both of us. I don't think there's any question that she's not 100% due to the infection, but she's still all smiles, so we aren't arguing!
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| LOVE PINK, BABY - all shades of it. :-) |
As for the week itself, 2 nights were VERY rough in terms of K getting to sleep. Part of it was certainly congestion, but we can confirm that she was also teething! That's right, sports fans, 23 March saw K's 7th tooth (lower right cuspid) pop through, which I definitely think was a factor in her inability to sooth herself this past week. In between those two rough nights was a 13 hour sleep, and she was great this weekend as well. Hopefully she's back to normal this week - stay tuned. :-)
Friday was the Primrose Bonnet parade, where all the kids make their hats and each classroom has a theme. The infants are the one exception, as the teachers just ask us to bring in a hat for the kids. You can see my handiwork in the photo, as it was the only hat I could find day of (sorry Sneetch - but you sure did look cute AND brought good luck to the Vols!).
Saturday saw the Munch tackle the stairs for the first time. She got almost to the top before giving out, and she was really motoring up those steps! It was amazing to watch her go, and I definitely think the exercise was good for her. Her motor skills are really developing (we think), and she's putting more blocks into containers now (oh yeah, baby - another milestone in the books!). She tackled the stairs again on Sunday, and she burned plenty of calories over at our friends the Wetzel's, whose daughter Avery is in K's daycare class.
So there you have it - another GREAT week in review. Chat soon!
Love,
Sam and Jenny
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