Holy Vocabulary Batman!

Baby Bug has suddenly started to astound us with her incredible store of vocabulary. Just in the last three days we have heard many new words, and now she is spouting sentences. 

She has a great appreciation for the written word, even though she does not always manage to sit through a whole book anymore. Baby Bug busted out the cutest toddling over with book in hand move the other day and topped it off by holding it out to me and proclaiming 'read ish' So I course I obliged; how could I not?? The next day she repeated this feat, only saying 'read.. book' while handing me the book. 

Such a devoted lover of books her Mama is, it didn't take her long to figure out that I will immediately stop whatever it is I'm doing to read to her if she brings me a book, so throughout the day I am now approched by my little wobbler holding  a book, sometimes silently and other times saying 'Ree?'  I guess the 'd' is optional at this point. Passe as it were.

Yesterday while playing with Hermes with her fairy wand she snarled (as well as a 1 year old can snarl) 'Bad Kiddy!' I doubt I need to say that we all died laughing to that gem. In that same day she also said for the first time, Aunty and Cookie. Cookie came out more like Ct.. tee But whatever that was a good attempt for a tricky word.

And today to send me up into the air with proud Mama happiness when I walked in the door from stepping outside she left my Dad and trotted towards me, held her pretzel stick up high and said 'I got Num!' 

Dude, my just turned 1 year old just said a three word sentence holy crap. 

Yes yes, num isn't really a word, but its what she/we call food stuff, so to her it is the name of food that isnt a cookie or cookie shaped thing. (we also call rice rusk wafers cookies)

Go Baby Bug! Mama is so so proud of you.

How the Hell is it Tuesday morning?

Or is that Monday night still?

Anyway, today was my second serious installment of tackling the basement.  It went about as badly as last time. Baby Bug is still really stressed with the Mama flitting around the big scary basement moving things. Sometimes going so far as to dare to vanish out of Baby Bug's sight! And crying ensues. With heart-wrenching crocodile tears for superior effect.  

But despite carrying Baby Bug around with me, setting her down and listening to her bawl like the basement floor is made of lava I managed to accomplish a lot. The main room is now almost completely done. 

Yay. Applause. 

But why does BabyBug get so stressed? This cannot be a normal behavior for a child to have.  She's worse then my cats when I move a piece of furniture in the omg woman you moved something this is catastrophic!!! way. Eeeesh. 

Woa

Dear Baby Bug,

In exactly one week you will be 1 year old. Already you are more child then baby. You walk, and have many words, astounding us with new ones every week. Two days ago you yelled 'DOWN' at Hermes because you think he doesn't belong on my chair. You give your cousin, who is heavier and the same height as you toys now. You often steal them back a few minutes later, but at least you *sort of* share. 

You have one tooth, it is a lone top tooth and it's adorable. The bottom two are busting through the gums now and then you'll have 3. I've never heard of this combination of tooth arrival before, but I'm not surprised that you would have to be a little different even with that.

You are beautiful and amazing and I often feel like I don't deserve you.  You make my heart melt with sweet sighs and snuggles even after we've both had a day and have been very frustrated with one another.  I am lucky to have you Baby Bug. We both are.