T at 15 months

It’s hard to think of T as a baby anymore, time is flying and with each day that passes she’s learning more and more. While we were at the Time Warner centre in New York a lady blew a kiss at T and that was it. Now T blows kisses at strangers wherever we go.

My proudest moment came when I arrived at nursery last month just in time to see T take her first step. Since then her confidence has grown as she’s started figuring out how to use her feet.

T finds walking hysterical. She starts beaming and clapping her heads as soon as she sets off and after a couple of feet she’s laughing so hard she falls over. She still crawls super-fast if she needs to get somewhere quickly but she’s enjoying pushing herself up to standing, toddling around, laughing hard, falling over and getting back up again.

A few weeks ago T wrestled her feeding spoon from her Daddy and started trying to feed herself. Now at mealtimes she has her own spoon and feeds herself in between spoonfuls supplied by Mummy or Daddy. Generally, her spoon is upside down and has no food whatsoever by the time it’s reached its destination. Regardless, T is absolutely thrilled. She carefully taps the spoon in her food and then lifts it to her mouth with glee.

Much to her Daddy’s amusement, T has started trying to “dress” herself in clothes from Mummy’s laundry basket which she tries to put on her head while standing in front of our bedroom mirror (I’ve no idea where she’s picked that up from…)

Three weeks ago T graduated from her infant car seat into a forward facing seat for toddlers which she’s enjoying immensely. I haven’t a clue as to how it works, as her Daddy handled the selecting and installation, but it looks great.

My latest project is brushing teeth. It’s not going so well. At first T refused to allow me to put the toothbrush anywhere near her mouth. I soon realised it would only happen if she was in control and tried it herself. Now we brush teeth in tandem, I do mine while holding her in one arm. She watches and copies Mummy’s actions in her own fashion. It’s a start at least…

T’s favourite toys of the moment are the remote controls for the TV and Virgin box, the cordless home phone, Bug (a cross-eyed furry toy her Daddy picked up after she fell in love with it during a shopping trip they made to Toys R Us) and her dinosaur book.

Over Christmas T was captivated by the stairs at Grandma’s and scrambled up the staircase to play with her cousins again and again and again. She was less interested in opening presents; it was all about the stairs and playing on Grandma’s piano.

So far the only coherent words T loves to say over and over again are “Dada,” “Mama” and “Nanna.” I can’t wait to hear what comes next…

Photo credit: Leo Reynolds

January 8, 2011. Development.