I sure do love Jill. I laugh and laugh at the funny things she does everyday. I would have to say that she gives Zach a run for his money in being our most crafty child. (Not crafty like Martha Stewart, but crafty like a fox.) She is definitely a busy baby and loves to make LOTS of messes. Everyday, she empties the game closet several times and carries her reward all around the house. I have gotten so tired of cleaning up the puzzles, cards, and mastermind pieces that I have started bribing the other kids with money to clean up her messes. (You can imagine what the game closet looks like.)
Messes are one thing, but safety is a major concern. Jill loves to climb and I have to retrieve her from on top of the table or counter many times a day. She knows how to get up ok, but not how to get down. Today I found her in a new spot. I heard her yelling, sounding slightly distressed, and went into the f
ront room to find her on top of the piano. Way to go, Jill. She did seem a little scared, notice the gripping of the thighs, so hopefully this won't be a repeated.
p.s. I wanted to record these memories for her posterity and for a little leverage when she is a teenager.
Can you walk, suck your thumb, and rub your belly button at the same time? Jill has mastered the art. I'm starting to wonder when I need to worry about this. So many people lately have told me their kindergarten thumb sucking horror stories and Jill is getting more dependent, not less, as she gets older. I haven't worried about it yet because of the quiet calm the thumb gives us all. Even with a wad of material to wade through, Jill must find her button. I guess my hope is that, at some point, embarrassment, lack of interest, or, if needs be, hot sauce on the thumb wins out.
ront room to find her on top of the piano. Way to go, Jill. She did seem a little scared, notice the gripping of the thighs, so hopefully this won't be a repeated.
