Getting Bigger

Abigail is truly a force to be reckoned with at this point.  She makes sure her voice is heard.  And if "we're" playing piano, scoot over.  She's so in on it.  She now says: Dada, nana (banana), nigh nigh (goodnight), dah (done), Mama (this one's infrequent and a little questionable, but she whines it at me when she's really annoyed and I'm counting it), and I think there's one more but this is all I remember.

Abigail can stand for a few seconds now without holding on to anything.  It's only a matter of time . . . 

Abigail Landmark

Thar' she rolls!



How did I end up on my stomach again?

Saturday, Abigail turned over onto her stomach for the first time.  Were her doting parents watching with held breath?  No, her doting mother found her on her tummy under the rocking chair, a considerable distance from where she had been laid.  Why did her mommy find Abigail?  Well, after a few minutes of noisy complaining, she felt compelled to investigate.  It took a while for Abigail to really claim this skill, but as of today, every time we lay her down she flips herself over.  Unfortunately, Abigail doesn't really like being on her tummy.  So she isn't able to fully enjoy her new skill.  But her mommy is both excited and teary-eyed (well, considering getting teary-eyed, but busy with the boys and Christmas decorating and baking), realizing that her daughter is zooming into toddler-hood.  Once they start moving around, it's all over!  Micah and Jesse . . . get ready!!!