Chilkat suddenly decided to start being affectionate to her father. Which is pretty awesome. She has this cute and effective method of kissing: Open mouth, press against target’s face. Continue until affection has been expressed (usually this is indicated by significant runnels of drool). It’s charming.
She’s a very accomplished crawler. Today she learned the letter F and she taught herself to go up stairs. KrisDi caught her on the second step. So, that’s fun. She stands against things whenever she wants, and is starting to be pretty stable. She is convinced that she knows how to get down off the couch: Head first (KrisDi is trying to convince her that feet first is a viable option). She loves to be swung in a blanket. She also enjoys being body slammed. She dances a bit, wiggling her butt around wildly. She continues to chew on everything, especially furniture and electronics. Sometimes she’ll carry her sock around in her mouth. She found her tongue two Wednesdays ago in the afternoon at day care and promptly started twisting and contorting it crazily, and the next day she started rolling R’s. Then she started making “la la la” sounds by merely adding vocals to her tongue calisthenics.
She now seems to say Mama and Dada (and Up) at meaningful times. She also will occasionally mimic us, and has started clapping and high fiving (without great accuracy, I’ll admit). She’s a total narcissist…she’s been trying to make out with herself in the mirror lately.
Sunday, she invented a walker out of a cardboard box that she knocked onto the floor. She was just scooting around the floor.
We’ve started giving her food off our plates as appropriate: French fries, Cajun french fries (with some of the Cajun licked off), pho noodles (she loved them, and quickly learned to slurp them), saffron rice, steamed rice at dim sum, a little pasta. We even gave her a little taste of 5 star (out of 4) curry. It was pretty hilarious to see her eyes get all big, and then her mouth open slowly, and then yell “aaaaahhhhhhhhhhh!” I can’t really describe it the right way in text. The description sounds like she was tortured, but she didn’t cry about it or anything, and she went back for a second taste. She just seemed surprised. I wish we had a video.
On Sunday, KrisDi misplaced her camera, which is sad because she really liked that one. Luckily we had just cleaned out the memory, so we lost only a few pictures from the day of. Today, we successfully watched two movies on completely opposite ends of the spectrum: American Gangster and Toy Story 3. Now we’re watching the second episode of Mad Men.