Gilly doesn’t laugh often, but when she does, she’s a giggle machine. She usually gets a burst of energy at night right before bed, making her punchy and silly as all get-out. Jar and I compete over who can make Gilly laugh more—and although he’s the family funnyman, she’s finds my comedic stylings nothing short of hilarious. Her favorites?
- I pretend to walk away then turn back around quickly with a big, crazy smile.
- I have conversations with her stuffed animals or bath toys, making animated facial expressions and then acting like they scare me.
- I say, “Oh, no you di-int” over and over, complete with exaggerated neck roll (works every time).
Jar still rocks her world, of course, but I’m finally catching up. Whoo hoo! I have to say I’m totally on board with this mommy phase. A few weeks ago I took a four-day business trip, going straight from the airport to her daycare to pick her up upon my return. The look on her face when I walked in the room was absolutely priceless—wide eyes, huge smile and a succession of blinks, as if she wasn’t sure if she was dreaming. Pushing her home in the stroller, she kept turning back every few paces with a huge grin on her face, as if to check if I was still there. I used to get nothing but stoic stares from her while Jar got all the smiles, and now THIS??! Talk about a heart melter!
In terms of development, Gilly is standing on her own and taking a few brief steps before wiping out. She weighs almost 21 pounds, measures 29.5 inches, and has (at last count) 9 teeth! She LOVES music (especially the Laurie Berkner Band) and bops from side to side as soon as a tune comes on. The other night we were watching Glee and she was MESMERIZED by the musical numbers—just staring at the screen with delight. Gilly’s also a fantastic eater and will chow down on pretty much anything: yogurt, tiny pieces of chicken, mashed avocado, cheddar cheese, Cheerios, and every variety of jarred baby food under the sun except for peas (and I can’t say I blame her). She’s super active and just wants to stand, climb and (try to) walk. We’ll let you know when she succeeds!