A couple of weeks ago Harper celebrated her half birthday. This semester my dear baby brother Spencer has been graced with two class free weekdays and so we decided to venture out into what’s left of San Diego’s wilderness on a sweet, sunny Wednesday. We ended up watching the airplanes land at the airport from Balboa park. Spencer sketched a tree, Harper napped, I pretended to draw something that was supposed to be a leaf.
I can’t believe we are already halfway to your birthday again. Time swiftly slides on and just as quickly you are engaging with the world around you more daily. Your tongue is starting to translate things from baby to kid, slowly but surely. I find it strange to hear real words slipped into your normal babble. Your new words are Sadie, shoes, eggs, bye, bird and most importantly Harper. My goal for this week is to get a video of you saying it because its so sweet. You love to help me water the flowers, have picnics in the park, push Woody in the swing, jump in puddles and marvel at the rain, play with glow sticks in the bathtub (although you’ve recently discovered taking showers, which you think is rain) and drink out of a real cup (you’ve got this down about 80% of the time). You are really enjoying the zoo and the monkeys and orangutangs are your favorites. When you see ducks you quack and when you see dogs you yell dog (which sounds more like gog, but we know what you mean) stick out your tongue and pant. You pretend to sleep and snore and love making blanket forts. You have become fast friends with your piggy bank, Euro, and love finding change to put in. You’ve started letting us read all the way through a book before you take over. You bring so much sweet baby love into our home. I can’t imagine a place without you in it anymore.