Life Through Claire’s Eyes: Month 9 – 10

This month started off with a bang. Over the span of two weeks, my two top teeth appeared, and I got very cranky. When incisors start poking through my gums, I need Mom close by, and that’s the way it’s going to be.

In mobility-related news, attempting to crawl seems like a of work with minimal pay-off. I may give up on trying altogether. Plus, I’ve figured out how to move myself forward without using my knees: when I’m on my stomach, I pull myself with my arms. Some call it the “wounded soldier”, but to me it’s the best way to get what I want across the room.

In the food department, it’s always been a bit messy. Compared with my friends though, I think I’m tidy. I’ve realized it’s a lot of fun to rub my hands through my hair when eat. It doesn’t matter what I’ve had; fish, pasta and tomato sauce, I need to wipe it around. In other news, Mom and Dad have started bathing me more often. Go figure. I do my part to clean up by washing my hands in my drinking cup before I drink out of it now. It adds a certain je-ne-sais-quoi to the water. When it comes to what I eat, almost anything goes (even pine needles or the fluff from my booties). Mom and Dad seemed surprised when I took a liking to kimchi, curry, and pieces of lemon, but come on, who doesn’t love a little flavour?!

When it comes to play time, I’ve become much more observant. I didn’t use to play favourites. Give me a rattle, a block, a bottle of pills, a spoon, a toilet paper roll, a tiny shampoo bottle, or a stuffed teddy. They were all super fun. Nowadays, when Mom, Dad, or a playmate, decide they want what I have, I need to put up a fight. And I’m strong. I’ll give it to you when I’m finished playing with it. It’s only fair.

P.S. I’ve started waving goodbye, and people think I can say “mama.” No one but me knows for sure.

Videos:

The Wounded Soldier

Mmmm Lemon

Bulldozer Bedtime

Photos:

Happy New Year hike in the woods.

What do you mean you don’t eat the skin?

Yay Seva, best charity ever!

This seaplane window is delicious.

Uncle Julien, did your hand turn into a talking bear?

Check out my favourite toy, Grand-Maman: it’s a bottle of pills!

Diaper-free time never gets old.

Pants off piano playing party.

Getting horizontal on the swing.

“Helping” in the kitchen.

Up to no good…

Napper extraordinaire!

There’s NO MORE YOGURT?!

Safety first!

First bike ride. Those smiles didn’t last long.

First snowshoe hike.

What a view!

Wanna play?

You know, water tastes better when you put your hands in it.