I have a lot of goals for 2022. Most are developmental goals like, standing up, walking, and running. But I have other goals that are related to growth. I want to read more. So my resolution for 2022 is to read a book everyday. And by “read” I mean “have read to me”. Since it is the first day of the new year, time to get started on my resolution. First I just have to choose a book.
Happy new year! I got all dressed up for 2022! Do you recognize this outfit? It is the same one I wore when I came home from the hospital almost 8 months ago. It still fits! Sort of. It is just a tiny bit shorter and tighter.
As you can see, I’m very excited about the new year.
No, I didn’t even bother trying to stay up for the new year’s countdown. I just woke up for my midnight bottle like any other night and drifted right back to sleep when I was done. By the way, I’m finishing my bottle in less than 5 minutes these days. Some nights I’m back asleep so quickly that I barely remember waking up for my bottle.
Well, for all of you stay up for the countdown, Happy New Year!
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Mommy and Daddy set up my mobile to block me from getting to the vacuum cleaner and kitchen, but I don’t think it will hold me back much longer. I’m already trying to squeeze through, climb over, and move it out of the way.
Several times a day I check in on Daddy as he works from home. I just want to cheer him up with my smiling face! And I want to make sure he’s not slacking off too. Once I make him smile I explore the room and see if anything is new.
When Daddy’s at his desk, I can’t reach up and give him a hug, so I show my affection to his foot. I grab it and caress it, just to let him know I’m cheering him on. Once I even started licking his ankle bone. That got a reaction out of him. I think it was kind of ticklish.
Often Mommy comes and gets me so that Daddy can work undistracted. But sometimes Daddy will pick me up, give me a hug, show me what kind of work he’s doing, and then deliver me back to the living room.
I was playing under the table, touching the underside of it, and tried to roll over onto my tummy. But I didn’t see the table leg there and got caught for a little while.
Now what do I want to read…
I guess by now you know that it is very easy to feed me. Not only am I good eater with a good appetite, I also make it easy for Mommy and Daddy by opening my mouth wide and leaning forward to give the spoon an easy target.
This is what I get for rolling over and crawling away from Daddy when he is trying to put my pants on.
Sitting up is fine and all, but it can be a bit tiring. Sometimes I much rather take it easy when playing. Play should not be work. Hence, lazy play.
I got my first PandaCrate today. There were a bunch of fun farm animal toys. One was a cow that actually mooed. I’ve never seen a real cow or heard one moo. This was the closest thing to the real thing for me. Daddy sings the Old MacDonald song to me and told me that a cow says “moo”. Gosh darn it, I guess he was right.
I’m pretty fast with my army crawl. When I decide I want to go there, I can shuffle there in an instant!
Since I was complaining so much, Mommy and Daddy though I might be hungry and gave me some banana as a snack thinking it would satisfy my hunger and calm me down. They were wrong.
It is not easy being a baby. I started grumbling this morning and Mommy and Daddy didn’t know why. It was too early for my nap and a still a bit too early for my meal. Mommy and Daddy tried playing with me but I was in a mood and kept complaining. So they let me explore on my own but I started complaining. They didn’t know how to stop me from complaining. What they didn’t realize is that just like everything else I have to learn and practice how to complain. I’m just testing and trying on different moods. It just so happens that at this time I was giving complaining a try.
Mommy and Daddy have a weird habit of never brushing their teeth in the bathroom. They always come out to the living room and brush their teeth while watching TV, reading, checking their phones, or cleaning up the house. I guess it is not very interesting to stand in front of a mirror and watch yourself brush your teeth. It looks like I picked up their habit, because I tend to do other things while brushing my teeth, like checking out a book.
In case you were wondering, the strap on my baby carrier does not taste good at all. I mean it is pretty terrible. But that didn’t stop me from chewing on it. But it is bad. I don’t recommend it.
The crawling on fours thing is taking longer to pick up than I thought it would. I’m just to efficient and fast with the army crawl. Maybe I’ll just skip crawling on all fours and focus on standing and walking. Yeah, I think I’ll do that.
Relaxing, going to run errands, playing, moving, deciding what to do next, choosing a book, crawling practice, etc…
