I’ve been wanting to write individual posts about M and E and what they’re up to these days. I’m thinking of this as a sort of one-year portrait, though they are now 13 months. I started arbitrarily with M because I had a sketch of her I was going to include, but then I decided the photo was nicer. Stay tuned for poem of E.
A Portrait of M at One Year
M loves to walk around the house holding both your hands, leading the way to the shoe pile, to the window.
Strangers must earn her smile. Eventually she will make a subtle wave, raising one hand a bit.
She can climb the stairs, climb off of the rocking horse, climb onto boxes left within her reach, climb into the stroller, climb down from the couch.
When you are holding her and she sees something she wants she points to it, leaning her whole body in its direction, and says emphatically, “Dooh! Dooh!” until you take her to it.
Let free to explore a new place she crawls with purpose, lifting her arms high, pulling up on the nearest support. Then she turns to you with that mischievous, happy twinkle.
When eating, she enjoys rubbing her food-smeared hands all over her hair as if applying mousse.
Sometimes she waves with both her hands at once.
If you say, “Where’s your nose?” she puts one finger on her nose.
She will not sit still in the bath but insists on trying to stand and climb the walls, then cries when you try to put her back in place.
Her face lights up when she gets her hands on a light switch; the doorbell is exciting.
If you take a toy she’s playing with, she arches her entire body backward and turns red. If she doesn’t want to do something, like be buckled into a high chair, you will not succeed in buckling her.
She can often be distracted by belly zorbers, being tossed in the air, or hanging briefly upside down.
She smiles if you give her an eskimo kiss (rub noses).
When E takes a toy she’s playing with, many times she lets it go and does not resort to hitting. She does occasionally bite.
She likes handing you things and seeing you take them. Her milk cup, her sippy cup, a toy.
She can sit for an hour concentrating fixedly on a new task. Putting together and taking apart legos, moving blocks in and out of a box.
Her favorite book is “In My Tree” which is a board book that features a little felt owl finger puppet. When she sees this book she leans down and gives the owl a kiss. She also sometimes gives the rocking horse kisses.
She sleeps every night with a Snuffleupagus. When you lay her down in the crib and hand her the Snuffy, she hugs it to her chest thankfully and sucks on the trunk.
She hates having her diaper changed.
She likes holding the snack trap cup open and shaking the cheerios out all over the floor.
She laughs often.