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14 month Bug

Happy 14 months (and technically 1 day) to our big girl Bug!

Updates:

1-Sesame Street is still the only thing she can focus on.  That is it.
2- Favorite past time:  dancing
3- Bug is now attempting to put her own shoes on.
4-Attempting to clean...even though sometimes it just  causes more of a mess.  She tries.
5- Babbling has officially become incessant and sometimes actually sounds like real words.
6- Sitting in a high chair or stroller?  Forget it.  She'll jump out.  (She can get out of the belts.)
7- Speaking of belts...someone figured out how to undo one of the buckles on her car seat belt.  :/
8- NEW WORDS:
"cat" = milk in Armenian
"Awa"/agua = Water
Buh-bir = Big Bird

Enjoy the photo shoot!  We tried, but someone wouldn't stop moving.  :/  Pay close attention to the progression of the photos.  You'll see that it ended fairly quickly.


Personal Fave.








Well, there goes "Muh-mus".



And there she goes.

Bug is taking in so much.  She is a sponge!  She talks nonstop and has a lot to say and/or critique.  According to the day care teachers, she is the supervisor.  (That's a shocker.)  She is amazing at following directions.  I love that we can actually communicate with her now...kind of.  

God Bless,
Kat

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