go annabel!

ack, Maria!

so I had a list of things I was going to do last night while waiting for Matt to get home. However, he came into SJ airport and we had to go to Oakland to get the other car, so I didn't do anything on my list. This does not explain why nothing got done this am.

Or not. You said the same thing when Frances pulled herself up at 8 months, and yet she started walking about a week after her first birthday.

I'm full of lies and misinformation apparently. Or rather refer too often to my parental sample size of one.

Or rather refer too often to my parental sample size of one.

I think we all do that. It's like all the people who tell me that girls are so mellow. Clearly these aren't people who have watched my little girl in action.

I'll have to make sure to get together with the DCistas before I leave. Also, I'll be returning for visits from time to time.

Goody. We need our USRDA of Anne.

This does not explain why nothing got done this am.

Simple. Newton's First Law of Motion. It provides a reasonable explanation for many things.

Early walkers run in my family, albeit with occasional exceptions, who, as my mother points out, walk as well as the rest of the family once they get the hang of it, and don't seem lacking in any other respects either, so I really shouldn't treat it like a race.

I just looked up pulling up to standing in the What to Expect book, and turns out she's not early at all. However, she is apparently really early in doing that thing where they babble as if they were talking--you know, meaningless syllables strung together with conversational inflection. I had no idea. She's been doing it off and on for awhile now.

I probably spend way too much time trying to figure out What It All Means. And I should probably go back to ignoring the books.

A service rep just came by from Comcast to replace our sadly outdate cable modem. Annabel was having her regular late morning/midday nap in the playpen in our office when she awoke to discover a not-Daddy sitting in Daddy's chair, working on Daddy's computer, and carrying on a friendly conversation with Mama.

She gave him the evil eye until he left.

all the people who tell me that girls are so mellow

Ours sure isn't. Sara's favorite thing when she's excited is to shriek with glee already, and she's only 13 months. She leans down, curls her little fists, and makes a sound that, come to think of it, is a little bit like "Mwah haha!" But higher-pitched.

And she's already running, for pete's sake. And the best game ever is throwing things off her high chair. Not dropping, throwing. Not. Mellow. At. All.

Beej, I'll keep you in mind if I ever do need an animal communicator. I have the mud issue resolved by the expedient of grabbing his feet one by one and brushing them with the boar's bristle brush until most of the mud came off. He then got the idea, settled down on my lap and got some more mud out from between his toes. Ah well, that's what jeans are for, no?

Early walkers run in my family

ha ha! Susan made a funny.

DH and his bro both walked at 9 months. My MiL kept threatening me with this knowledge. It turns out to not have had much influence on Frances.

It seems like the strongest influence on her development is her peers. Almost all of the babies in her daycare started walking about a week after their first birthday. And since the babies and the toddlers are kept in different classes, most of the children don't start speaking until they transition over to toddlers at 18 months. True to form, Frances doesn't usually speak very much, although she definitely understands much of what is being said. I'm guessing her language skills will "miraculously" explode once she moves to the room where the kids are talking all the time.

I'm guessing her language skills will "miraculously" explode once she moves to the room where the kids are talking all the time.

I tend to subscribe to this theory. Emmett's first daycare (3 months to one year) he was the only baby, surrounded by 2 y.o.s I think that really made him move around and walk earlier.

Peer pressure. It starts so early these days. Sigh.