A few days ago you celebrated your 14-month birthday. To celebrate, I watched you take a tumble down the front steps. It was awful. The neighbors down the street either saw it happen or heard me scream because as I was comforting you, they were watching from about 5 houses away. It made me feel good to know that people care enough about us in our neighborhood to be concerned about your well being. They stuck around watching me hold you until you quit crying which was about 30 seconds after it happened. You are one tough cookie.
It feels like the month has flown past. We are watching spring emerge after our month of winter. With the return of spring, we have been going to the playground just about every day. When we don't make it there, we play in the yard. You are walking around looking at the different plants and bugs that weren't there a week ago. I can see the shear joy in your face because you know there are endless things to put in your mouth.
This month has also seen you grow into quite the little helper. You help me put the clothes in the wash machine and dryer. If something should happen to fall, you announce it with an "uh-oh". The other day you picked a book up off the floor and put it back on the book shelf. It was amazing to see that little mind work. You know where things belong.
Your obsession with trashcans is starting to diminish. You no longer head right to the trash can every time you walk into the kitchen. If you see something that is trash you pick it up, walk over the trash can and put it in. It would be great if that was where it ended, but... The power of the trashcan over whelms you and you MUST GO THROUGH IT. We are working on it though.
You haven't been feeling well these last couple of weeks. I do hope you start to feel better soon. It feels like you spend a lot of time trying to tell me things I don't understand. Usually, I am pretty good at figuring you out, but lately, I have been at a loss. You throw your hands up in air and cry out of frustration. You are becoming less tolerant of my ignorance these days. It is hard for you and for me. We are doing better though. This isn't the first rough patch we have hit and it won't be the last.
I love you dearly,
your mum
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