Baby hair gone wild!  My hair has finally hit the length at which it requires some serious maintenance, and my parents have begun dabbling with pigtails and other solutions (with limited success, it should be noted).  Most days I wake up with some serious bed-head, and I don’t help matters by constantly plucking my bow out of my hair and carrying it over to a nearby adult, announcing, “bow!” as if I’ve just discovered it for the first time.  In my defense, I am pretty compliant about allowing the bow to be placed back in my hair … for about two minutes.

I’m up to twenty words now, with my latest additions being bow (for my hair, of course!), “Elmo,” which I use to refer to any Sesame Street character, and “yah,” for yes.  I have figured out how to nod in the affirmative, as well, and I do this by very enthusiastically bouncing my entire body up and down.  The up and down bob is pretty much my signature dance move, too.  And what I lack in coordination I more than make up for in passion.  My favorite songs to dance to are “The Hotdog Dance” and “El Quacko,” but I’ll bop to anything with a beat, from 70s folk rock to 90s rap.

I’ve finally given up even my nighttime bottle, and bedtime is now reserved for special reading time.  I’m not interested in all books, but I am loyal to those I’m familiar with.  I’m singularly devoted to “Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See?” and could read that book four or more times in a row, if allowed.  I like the black sheep in that book quite a bit, and if you ask me what a sheep says, I’ll respond with a growly, dinosaur-roar-sounding “BAHHH!” much to my brother’s amusement.

It hasn’t all been peachy, though!  This month brought some serious teething, and I’m pleased to announce that my first molar (bottom right) and first canine (bottom left) have finally made an appearance.  My swollen gums suggest that more teeth will be following in short order.

Current likes: Giggling maniacally and helping put laundry in the washing machine

Current dislikes: Teething

Yes, I know the bow is inadequate … you try to control this hair!

Hey, everybody!  I’m continuing on my quest to be the quirkiest kid around.  My obsession this month is Band-Aids (at last count I had thirteen of them on my legs, with no actual injury).  I especially love the type that comes branded with characters from Paw Patrol, Mickey Mouse, Finding Dory, Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and Disney’s Frozen (even though I’ve never even seen the latter two movies).  Mostly I like collecting things, and Band-Aids are no exception.

I’ve also developed an interest in the music of the Beatles, which I’m under the impression are actually singing beatles, and not people.  I listen to tracks off of Rubber Soul almost every day on the way to school, and I can name all four members of the band along with their claim to fame (“Ringo is the drummer, George plays guitar, and John and Paul wrote most of the songs.”)  My favorite song is “In My Life,” which Mommy plays right before we have to get out of the car for the day.  Although I’m a home body at heart, having a solid routine at drop-off time has helped me transition between home and school with less angst, and when the song ends I’m ready to get out of the car and face the day.

In other positive news, I’ve miraculously begun sleeping over night in my own bed again with relative frequency.  For the past six months or so I had been waking up in the middle of the night and coming into Mommy and Daddy’s bed, which wasn’t ideal for any of us.  I’ll still occasionally wake up (maybe once or twice per week), but when I do now, I stay in my own bed and let Mommy or Daddy come to me to help me fall back asleep.

Current likes: the Beatles, vanilla ice cream, and the New York Giants

Current dislikes: when I have to get out of the car before a song ends