September 11, 2008
At times, it is hard for me to keep in mind that my baby is growing up. Her short, little body might be the reason for that. Aubrey is 14 months as of today. A few days ago, she started taking more than one step and although I probably wouldn't say she is "walking". She is definitely on her way. I am sure in a week or so I will be able to report that she is walking.
Because of how young she looks and feels, I found the following very cool --
Last evening and during the whole day for that matter, Aubrey, was cranky. When Aubrey is this way Nora and I like to say that Aubrey has her cranky pants on. So, Aubrey had the pants hiked up pretty high last night when I was preparing her bottle as I held her in one of my arms. She constantly was whining her baby talk frustrations until I finished the bottle. I headed over to find a pillow to lay her on. As I gave her the bottle and before she started drinking it she looked at me and in a very sincere and relieved voice said, "thank you."
This mind you is the fourth time she has said this to me. The first time she said thank you I brushed it off as a fluke thing. When she did again I thought, is she for real? This now is the fourth and how my baby learned how to say thank you and understand when to say it is beyond me. This must be something she was born with.
As a mother, all I have and want to say is . . . thank you.