Talk to me, woman July 7, 2009
Posted by erinfrances in Being a mama, Toddling it.Tags: 13 months
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She’s got opinions, and she doesn’t care who knows it. Actually, it’d be more beneficial, she thinks, if you all knew it.
That’s the latest in Alice’s life. The easy-going baby of yore has given way to a real person, it seems. A real, opinionated person.
Because her vocabulary is limited to jumbled consonants and oddly grunted vowels, her statements are less “No, thank you” and more “AUGGGGGGGHHHAMMMMAAAA.”
It’s really darling. Her legs go rigid, her big eyes crinkle up, her thumbs tuck inside her angry fists.
And lately, her arms flail to hit. Yes, hits — my 13-month-old, my baby, hits. Uh-uh, Dudette. That’s not how we roll, I say. But I, the communication major who once majored in early childhood, have zero idea how to convey “no” to someone who seems to have a baby stroke every time I suggest she not eat dog food. Or stick her finger behind the electric socket baby-proof plastic cover. Or, you know, hit me.
Bad mama.
My gosh, she is too adorable!!! (the pic – not the hitting part
Baby Alice is growing up! She’s got that “what’d you say Willis” look in her eyes- oh! sorry for those of you too young to remember. However, the “double thumb tuck” comes naturally- sorry about that too, I guess.
Prediction: within three months, every little thing she does will be such magic, you’ll want another. Even if you think you’re crazy to have thought that immediately following.
cutest picture!
It also looks like she has a very hairy leg.