- She walks, runs, and climbs stairs confidently, but says no words yet. (Well, Firstborn and I are almost certain we heard her whisper "Jesus" as she pointed at a statue of the Little King yesterday. But not certain enough to call it official.)
- She shakes her head "no", and means it. Quite an advanced communication technique, I think. So hoping the Professor will pick up a camcorder before she stops doing that.
- She waves. Not just the little fluttering of fingers, but the open palm-whole arm motion. She does it with such determination and pride and with such a bright smile that when I go out, I find myself tapping on the window from outside, just to get another wave out of her.
- Little Queen loves to whisper. She has done this for months now. If we whisper, she responds at great length in a very intent whisper. She is also fond of leaning over and whispering in my ear during meals. Cute, though her siblings keep reminding her of Mommy's rule forbidding whispering/secrets at the table.
- Kisses. She has just discovered giving kisses. And blowing kisses. Precious.
- Praying. A pious Little Queen. When I announce, "Let's say grace," the Little Queen folds her hands. Beautiful.
Those are a few of the highlights; the things I really want to remember about the Little Queen at fifteen months. Of course, her skills are not limited to the short list above. For example, I am trying to train her to stay in the pew at Mass and have found that she has incredible problem solving skills. She will try to crawl under the pew on her belly, attempt to look busy with a missal and then suddenly make a run for it, walk sideways while smiling at me, and numerous other tactics which require me to use a skill motherhood has taught me: looking serious, when I really want to laugh and throw my arms around her.
No comments:
Post a Comment