13 Months Old

Molly is thirteen months old today, and I just wanted to jot some things down about what she is doing these days.  Sorry to bore you, this is more for me than you.  Months seem to be flying by now.  School will be starting tomorrow for Grant, so it will just be Molly and I in the mornings Monday through Friday.  At this point, she is still taking a morning nap and an afternoon nap, but I think that will be hit and miss.  When she sleeps in the morning, it's pretty difficult to get her to go down for afternoon nap before 3 o'clock.  So we'll see how that goes.  She has been taking steps pretty frequently for the past week.  Hopefully she will get it down pretty well in the next few weeks.  As she is now in her second year of life, she is definitely showing her "other" side.  She will throw herself down and arch her back from time to time, but her "fits" are usually pretty short lived.  She doesn't care to much for drinking milk anymore and usually screams when I give it to her.  She does not like to be changed, and she can be sneaky from time to time...with the stairs, with throwing lovey out of the crib to get mommy to come in, and "hiding" her food so she can get more.  She reminds me a lot of me actually.  She doesn't cuddle very much, even when she is sick, which is probably my fault.  I was so concerned about getting her on a good sleep routine, since Grant wasn't, that I was very strict about never rocking her to sleep.  I will say I miss that, but I think I'll take the good sleeper instead.  She has had two bouts of sickness in the last month, which I believe is all she has ever been sick.  She and Grant don't get along all that well.  And she has figured out that if she screams when he gets near her, I'll say "GRANT", and assume he is bugging her.  I need to be more careful with that, but he usually is antagonizing her.  She will bite him from time to time when he really is driving her crazy, and I know this is not a good thing...but I don't blame her.  We're working on it.  She is doing better with babysitters and strangers, and loves her daddy.  She'll sometimes stand at the back door and say, dada over and over waiting for him to come home.  And every time the phone rings...Dada!!  I believe she is going to be a daddy's girl.  She loves balls and cars and most of Grant's toys.  I think she may be a bit of tomboy, as she doesn't much care for dolls or girly things...at least not yet.  At her one year appointment, which I had just a couple of weeks ago actually, she was 30 inches long, and 20 pounds, 6 ounces.  I can't believe she is growing up so fast!