That's a cow rocker. How cool is that?!? I want one for big peoples next year:
Here is Squirmy having herself a ball with the wrapping paper. Who needs toys?
And again here, but with tissue paper
Since we got the festivities overwith early, we got to spend a nice quiet Sunday. Conversation following this photo between Husband and myself:
Husband: Let her play with your phone instead
Myself: What? Why??
Husband: Yours is under insurance...
You know what she's playing on his phone? Angry Birds. If you have an android phone, download it. I don't know what it does really, but Husband is addicted. Must be fun stuff. Or it could just be that he's easily amused - as is Squirmy.
Doesn't it look, though, as if she knows exactly what she's doing?
My very proud Squirmy and her million dollar cheeks sporting her crazies hair.
As a gift to myself (although I didn't know it at the time), is reading a book called "The Happiest Toddler on The Block". You see, Squirmy is getting to that stage of pushing limits and "checking in" certain behaviors to see if they are or aren't okay. I was given this book from I-don't-know-who when I was pregnant and had forgotten all about it until now. It is not only a great read to give someone a glimpse of the world in the view of a non-verbal mini toddle baby person, it is a great book of learning new and hopefully effective communicating techniques, period. Combine this with baby signing and I think I, as well as Squirmy, will be much more satisfied. Let's face it, there are days where I wish I can shake out of her what exactly it is she needs from me to make it - whatever "it" happens to be at the moment - better.