Laila is getting to be such a big girl. She is pointing to the duck in a story and saying, "Duuh." Jeff doesn't believe me, but I swear she is trying to say duck while pointing with her index finger at the duck.
She is an expert crawler and loves crawling down the step from our foyer into the porch. She also loves going up the first three stairs onto the landing. This makes it very difficult to write this blog, clean up, vacuum, do laundry or cook.
Laila is staring to realize that she gets my attention when she cries. At first if she cried it was because she was hurt, now she will fake cry to have me get a toy back from Reid that she wanted to play with. Hhhmm, very clever.
Laila will not let me feed her at all. I have to give her all of her meals on her tray and let her pick them up herself. She will rip the spoon out of my hand and throw it away if I try to shove something into her mouth.
Can you believe that L still has no teeth!? Me neither!
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