
Baby girl turned 13 months old on Feb. 28. Each month on the 28th I take a photo of Miss Alexa and her owl to mark her growth because, as everyone likes to remind me, "they're only little for a short while."
Well, here she is, standing up for her monthly photos now that she's a big girl. Of course, the first thing she did was ditch Mr. Owl.

Alexa's still wearing 12-18 month clothing. Her 12-month sleepers are getting tight. We're going to have to invest in some new nightwear soon. Perhaps pajama separates since she's such a toddler now. She is wearing size 4 shoes. Currently the only shoes that fit her snugly are her pink bunny slippers. She has about six size 5 shoes, barely too big, patiently waiting in the wings. Soon, soon.
It's easy to tell when she is ready to sleep. She will stop whatever mischief she's in and lie flat on the ground, face down. She's also become quite attached to her lovey: this little pink blanket attached to a plush monkey. She carries it around the house and holds it out for "kisses" from Mama and Papa.
She is still toothless. I know.
This little girl eats everything. And she wants to feed herself, thankyouverymuch.
A day before the 13-month mark it happened. She started walking. It has been nonstop cuteness ever since. In general she's a happier girl now that she's as mobile as she always wanted to be. She's been waiting for this since she was 6 months old. On the other hand, she's also three times as moody. God forbid anyone try to pick her up mid-walk. Hysterics, fake tears, the works.
She is starting to climb on things. So far, she's attempted scaling her little piano, pillows she's dragged onto the ground from the couch, and toys like her walker (which in hindsight wasn't a very smart purchase; she barely ever used it) and corn popper.
Today (13.75 months) I asked her if she was happy. She cheesed her gummy grin. I said, "Alexa's happy." She said, "Leksha hap-py." I repeated, "Alexa's happy?" She said, "Hap-py."































