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Stella Times…Week 21

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Dear Stella… 

This week your favorite past time was to purse your lips and blow bubbles…while trying to talk non-stop. It’s pretty much the cutest thing ever! You talk…and talk…and talk. Your voice actually changes octaves now, and it seems like you’re trying really hard to tell us the best stories. I can’t tell you how many times your Daddy and I have just stopped what we were doing this week, just in order to listen to you “talk.” You are too cute. 🙂

You have also started arching your whole body off of the floor/swing/carseat, to the point where we are having to make sure you are always strapped in. You will literally dig your heels and shoulders in and push your whole body off of the floor! I haven’t gotten a picture of it yet, because I’m always running over to grab you and strap you in. Darn child.

This also marks the week that you figured out how to spin yourself around in the exersaucer. You used to just play with whatever was in front of you, but this week you started pulling yourself in a circle to see the next set of toys. The first time you turned yourself around and spun that yellow sun, your Daddy and I just gasped in astonishment. You are so smart.

I still spend many hours gazing at your little face. Some of my favorite moments are when you fall asleep in my arms after eating, and I get to just stare at you. You are so loved, my daughter.

Most mornings, your Daddy grabs you when you wake up and you two hang out downstairs while I get ready for work. Some days, though, he is already gone, so you hang out and play in your bouncy seat (I wedge the side of it between the faucet and mirror so you can’t move the seat) and check yourself out in the mirror while I get ready. I love Mommy & Me mornings.

Last weekend your Dad planted a couple of perennial flower bushes for you. He is hoping they will grow bigger and more beautiful every year – just like you will!

You are one cool chick, Stella. We love you so much. It’s been another wonderful week with you in our lives.

Love,
Mommy

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