Eleven Months Old

Sweet Cindy Lou is now eleven months old. Just in the last 10 days or so, she's become a vertical baby--pulling herself up to standing, coming up from her belly to a seated position. She's always been certain about what she wants, but now she's even more able to get it. She has a further-expanding repertoire of tricks (she now gives kisses and hugs on request), has started communicating some yes/no responses (with grunts and facial expressions), and just today was much more cooperative for her eye ointment (a near-perennial thing for us, as she is the queen of eye goo) after I explained that I needed to do it, that it would be brief, and that it would be easier for both of us if she held still and didn't wiggle. Amazing what a difference that made. She's not supposed to be understanding me this well yet!

Here she is just waking up from a long nap, and squinting at the bright red-eye-reducing light on the camera:



Hangin' with the Wiz:




I think she was actually stuck in this position, leaning over with one knee kind of hyperextended. She'll get the hang of it!


She loves to peer through the gate at the top of the stairs (and she loved even more that the Wizard was looking through it, too):



It's nigh-impossible to get a picture of her if we're on the same side of that gate. As soon as I kneel to get a good camera angle, she breaststrokes right over and climbs up.


The Wizard almost, almost fell asleep here the other day waiting for me to come read him a book:


The Wizard started preschool, and LOVES it. He cries when it's time to come home. I was there helping out on his first day (it's a co-op), and during story time he corrected the teacher when she deviated from the printed text! Not in an obnoxious way, fortunately. The teacher had Newton for two years of preschool, so she wasn't in the slightest offended or taken aback.