Almost 10 months

As can be expected, part of me wants to hold on to my little baby girl and not let her grow up. The other part wants her to move along and quickly enter and get past these next two years so that peace will hover over our house once again. That is what happens, right? All your kids turn three or four and suddenly a normal lifestyle can begin…..right? If not, just lie to me. I need the illusion right now.

Ella has reached a few milestones this past week.

She can now wave, and flaps her hand like a little birdie. Thank goodness it’s not a pageant girl wave as I certainly would rather her not go up (or down) that path.

She stands and has started walking while holding on to something, barely, but she does it.

She claps with open palms.

She has crawled up all 18 of our stairs on her own.

This has all been great.

But she also throws huge tantrums, screaming a high pitched squeal, when you take the paper she continually tries to eat out of her hands. She’ll sit and kick her feet and throw her entire body back if you try to put her down, and she wants nothing of it. And she’ll clutch your cheeks and bang on your face when she prefers to be crawling around instead of in your arms (usually in places where she shouldn’t be set free…like in the driveway, in the mall, etc.).

She is a cutie…but oh does she have some personality already.