The difference a year makes

There has been lots going on in our house. Sophia has gotten all four of her molars in the last 6 weeks or so. The last one cropped in just 2 days ago. Overall, it was uncomfortable, but she didn't seem too distressed.

Sophia is fully mobile now. She runs (not walks, runs) forwards, can walk backwards, sideways and spins in circles. She will not do much of this on command.

If degrees were given in the art of saying "No", my child would be a candidate for a masters degree by now. She says no, and says it clearly and in the correct context. She does not, ever, say yes. Sometimes, she will shake her head, but I think that is unintentional right now.

Sophia's verbal skills are definitely progressing. She can pick out certain objects in her books (the dog, cat, bear, lamb, horse) and can tell you what sound they make. Her favorite animal right now is the doggie, which, so you know, goes "oof, oof." She can say "please" (if you make her say it) and we're working on "thank you."

I've been a little reflective lately on how much Sophia has changed in the past year, how far she has come. So, for your viewing enjoyment, I bring you where we were last June:





Sophie now has about 10 lbs on Chloe. The swing had to be put away awhile ago, because Sophie was too big and heavy for it. I miss the swing sometimes.

The baby food had to be given away, and the last can of formula was purchased three months ago. Sophia will eat whatever table food that she is allowed and/or she can get her hands on (as you've probably guessed, these are sometimes two different things). She drinks out of a sippy cup and a straw like a big girl. She loves fresh berries, bread, pasta and green beans. She's still the happiest, most pleasant child ever (when she's not screaming in indignant frustration at the cruelty and unfairness that surround her).

Then and now:






My baby is getting so big! But she will always, always be my baby.