Early last week I tested a couple of polishes on two of my nails, (my cousin’s daughter has the best colors). Mila was so interested (touching them and asking questions), that I decided to paint all my nails and teach her colors.
She’s got “geeen” down pretty well and almost has “bue”. I think I’ll have to limit my color choices next time so that Mila can focus on only a couple of colors at a time.
When your baby’s quiet is when you need to worry.
I was cleaning while Mila was playing throughout the two rooms connected to the kitchen. I listened to her walk around and pick up and drop toys, push buttons, plays music and roll cars across the hardwood floors. Then all of a sudden there was nothing. Not a single sound in the entire house. My suspicions grew as I walked into the other room to find her just standing at the window, her back to me. I walked up to her and realized why she was so quiet: she had gotten ahold of one of my small tomatoes and had squished it in her hand, on her clothes and all over the windowsill. Nice, kid. Real nice.
Funny, 2 months after this post, I found this:
There’s nothing like watching daddy and daughter play and giggle.
March 22, 2012
8 and a half months.
Daddies are the best. He may have been the first to tell her “no”, but he was also the first to make her giggle.