This month June learned the difference between "I want" and "I need." Needless to say, she has needed everything since then.
She has become a stairs dynamo. Adam can relax about it, I still jump to help her. She can do it herself though, both up and down.
She talks like crazy. She is really fun to listen to when she wants to imitate barn yard animals. She has the sounds and the animal names down pat and gets louder and louder as she makes the sounds.
She counts to three.
Music class is going really well. Afterwards June often sings the songs to herself, like "hot cross buns, umabenny, twoabenny, hot cross buns."
She is getting more and more into imaginative play. Often in the evenings we play horsey. She rides on our backs and then we dump her onto the couch. She adores it.
She loves the distinction between pajamas and regular clothes. She announces each thing she is doing, "I am drawing." "I am walking." "I am putting on my shoes." This morning she yelled insistently that she wanted some baba. We're talking full on sentences, all the time.
She has a preference for skirts and dresses, but I think it is more for comfort than anything else. And sometimes, to look like mommy.
We went to the grocery store last weekend and she was striding around with her yellow sunglasses on. This one older guy with grandkids of his own was smitten with her. He kept calling her a rock star. Adam told the woman at the checkout counter, "this happens everywhere we go." And it is true. June quickly develops her own entourage.
Sleep is largely the same, beginning nights in her little bed and ending them with us. She nurses less, and the boobies are often off-limits.
She feeds herself, though messily of course. But she loves to help clean up, so maybe it balances out. Specifically, she loves throwing things in the trash or the recycling. She also loves wiping things off with a baby wipe.
And she gives great hugs. Big strong ones that make you feel special.
We love you June!