My sweet Anna Banana is 14 months old today. At times she still seems like a baby to me but there are definitely times when there is no question she is quickly becoming a toddler.
Since we are still in corporate housing and I don’t have a scale or a tape measure I have no idea what her current stats are. If I had to guess I would say she probably hasn’t put on much weight since her 12 month check up as she is all over the place every day, I’d guess maybe 19 lbs or so now. She does seem a bit taller to me, but is definitely still my little shorty
Anna is still my little sweetheart. She loves to crawl over and give me hugs throughout the day. She also loves to give her daddy and big sister hugs and kisses. I find it hard to find the right words to describe her personality. She is still very observant, she is always taking it all in and you can see her absorbing everything going on around her. I wouldn’t say she is quiet anymore, she definitely has a set of pipes on her and when she wants something she makes sure everyone knows it. That being said she does spend much of her day in quiet play. She concentrates very well and has quite an attention span for a one year old.
You never based on the fact she is so tiny that she has a great appetite but man can the girl eat. Her favorite word is snack and her favorite thing to do is eat she is very adventurous when it comes to food and will try just about anything. The other day we had crab and lobster stuffed salmon fillets (yum) and she loved it. She ate at least a dozen bites of mine. Her favorite foods are any kind of fruit and cheese.
She isn’t walking yet but is definitely getting closer every day. She cruises all around the furniture and loves to walk around the apartment pushing her little walking toy. She also loves to hold onto our hands and walk around. Her balance is still lacking but once she gets the balance thing figured out she’ll be off and running.
I love this stage. It is so fun to watch so much learning and development happening right before your eyes. Can’t wait to see what the next months have in store for my baby girl.
Maya has been in need of a hair cut for a while, since we got back from Australia really. I’ve been putting it off mostly because I wanted to have her hair cut just before school started, but also partly because we’ve been too busy. The other day we were at the mall to pick up a few back to school things for Maya and walked by this really cute looking little girls salon. Maya’s eyes lite up and she immediately said “I want to get my hair cut there sometime!”
So, off we went today, back to the mall to visit the little girls salon/spa, to get Maya’s hair cut. The place was so cute. Everything is covered in glitter and sparkles. The women who work there are so good with kids and they really know how to treat a girl like a princess. Between the sparkly purple chair, the pink princess smock, and sparkly rainbow scissors the hairdresser used, Maya was in heaven. The hairdresser trimmed Maya’s hair and then put it up in a cute little up-do for her, sprayed some glitter in her hair and used sparkles to paint hearts and stars on her cheeks. She walked out of the salon thoroughly pleased with the experience and looking like a perfect pampered princess.
She’s already asking if she can go back and get her hair cut again tomorrow! I may have inadvertently created a spa girl
So, my daughter either has an imaginary friend that she doesn’t like or she sees ghosts. I’m going with, she sees ghosts, even though I’m pretty sure I don’t believe in ghost. At least I didn’t until my daughter started seeing Tippy.
It all started a little over a year ago. We were living happily in our condo, having fun raising our adorable toddler and marveling at her explosion of words and concepts. Not aware of the presence of Tippy. One day I went in to get Maya out of her crib after a nap. She was standing up in her crib like she was known to do and she looked me square in the eyes and said, very matter of factly “I no like Tippy.” I wasn’t sure at first I had heard correctly but I decided to go with it. I asked her who Tippy was, her response was “I no like Tippy.” Okay, I had heard correctly the first time, obviously. ”Where is Tippy?” I asked hoping to glean more information about this strange new, whatever he or she was. ”Tippy right there.” She responded while pointing at the ceiling near her light. Hmm, I thought to myself, that’s a strange place for an imaginary friend, even one she doesn’t like. ”Tippy’s on the ceiling?” I asked for confirmation I was following correctly. ”Tippy right there, I no like Tippy.” she said again, still pointing at the ceiling. To say I was freaked out is an understatement.
For several months this conversation replayed itself. At least once a week or so she would mention Tippy and her disdain for him or her. I continued to ask questions and reassure her. I was eventually able to glean from her that Tippy was male, an older male at that. Creepy. As time went on Maya mentioned Tippy less and less often. Hoping he had disappeared and not wanting to scare my 2 year old I never mentioned him unless she did.
After we moved to our new house I had assumed Tippy would be gone, especially if he was a ghost as I was beginning to believe he was. And, that is exactly what happened. Tippy seemed to have stayed behind at our condo. Until we went to my in-laws place during our summer vacation, up in Canada. Now why Tippy decided to follow us up there I’ll never know, but he did.
My in-laws have a split level house and Maya decided it would be fun to stand on the landing upstairs and drop a ball down to me in the front foyer (2 flights of stairs down) and then have me throw the ball back up. We had been at this game for a little while when all of a sudden she closed the bathroom door (the bathroom door was just behind her). I said “Honey, you can leave the door open, why did you close the door.” Her response made the hair on the back of my neck stand straight up. “I don’t want to talk to Tippy, Tippy scary.” What the what!!!! After months of not making an appearance all of a sudden he was here, in my in-laws bathroom!! ”Tippy is here?” I asked her. ”Ya, I don’t want to talk to him, he’s scary.” She repeated.
Tippy only made the one appearance while we were at my in-laws, but it was enough to scare the living daylights out of me. Since our return Tippy has not made an appearance so I’m hopeful that he followed us up to Canada but decided not to follow us home.
Who is Tippy? What do you think, creepy imaginary friend or ghost?
A few weeks ago Maya started a gymnastics class for 3 and 4 year olds. Given her undying love of tumbling, jumping, swinging from bars, etc, I figured gymnastics was the way to go. It would give her an outlet for some of her energy. It would give her a chance to build confidence in herself and her abilities.
She loves it. Every Monday morning she gets super excited knowing that right after breakfast it will be time to head to her “gym class”. She is not, however, without apprehension about the class. This is her first independent class. The kids go into the room with the teacher on their own and the moms sit outside the room and watch through windows (at least that is the way it supposed to work).
The first couple of classes Maya wouldn’t go in on her own. I had to go in with her and she would sit on my lap and watch the class as they got started and then join in a few minutes later when she warmed up to the idea of being part of the class. By the third week I was able to sneak out half way through and when she noticed she was fine with it. The 4th week I thought I would try to push her a little and convinced her to go in by herself. She started out okay but then feel and hit her head, it was all down hill from there. She was inconsolable, even with me holding her and she begged to go home. I sat with her for a while and finally convinced her to rejoin her class while I sat in the room and watched. Last week, week 5, I had to sit in with her again for the whole class. I probably could have left the room part way through but didn’t want to push my luck. We’ll see what next week holds.
She is quite shy and definitely a “mommy’s girl”, but slowly I see her coming out of her shell. I see her interacting with her teacher and her classmates with so much more confidence than when she first started. I’m sure within a couple of weeks she’ll be running into the room with her friends without even a look back, without a care as to which side of the glass I am on.
On Sunday Maya’s celebrated her 3rd birthday in high princess style.
I spent the afternoon Sunday turning my living room and dining room into a princess obsessed 3 year old’s paradise. No spot was safe. There were literally princesses hanging from the ceiling.
The only thing missing when I was done decorating were the party guests and the little birthday princess. At 4pm our friends starting arriving and the princess party was in full swing. The little birthday princess had a wonderful time celebrating with all her friends. We made magic wands and popped bubbles with them. We ate pizza and perfect princess cupcakes. The night ended with one spoiled little princess wearing the biggest grin on her face.
A great big thank you to all our friends who came over and helped us celebrate. The party wouldn’t have been complete without all of you there. A special thanks to Heather for her handy camera work some of which can be seen above.
I still can’t believe Maya is already 3 years old. Time is flying by.