Lily is 11 months old today. I cannot believe
that the next time I'll write about how old she is, she will be a year
old. No way. She took her first steps a couple of days ago. Today,
she danced to music on her own for the first time. I couldn't believe
it when the music played and she started tapping her foot and wiggling
her butt. A few days ago, she also figured out that the thumping above
her head was Mommy or Daddy getting home. That was a day I dreaded,
because I cherish the five minutes I would get to put the milk away,
change, and use the bathroom. This month, she has figured out how to
walk up and down the stairs (with assistance). She also started to
cruise the furniture a few days ago without assistance. She traveled on
a plane for the first time, and had her first little bit of
fresh-squeezed orange juice. We bought her a first pair of shoes, which
she has already run into the ground, and she's gotten to play on the
play ground. She's beginning to understand what we're saying. She is
in love with a few Sprout TV personalities, including Chicka, Elmo,
Paddy, and Spartacus. Her favorite foods right now are apples, bananas,
pancakes, and sweet potatoes.
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