July already...

Last blogged in Feb, and now the year's half over. Time is seriously zipping by, except when watching baby toss and turn, resisting sleep; or reading Green Eggs and Ham for the eighth time in a roll. I guess I should stop referring to baby as baby since she's a full fledged little person capable of many things: manipulation (ugh) and full-on expressions of love (awwwww).

Meant to fill out a baby log about all her milestones, but got too lazy. Plus there were so many, I lost track of when each and every tooth came in and the utterances of new words. As of today, at almost twenty months, she can string four words together, forming complete sentences (mostly in Thai); count up to ten in Thai and English; pick her own clothes; has 14 teeth; and is as willful as ever. Tooth-brushing is a chore, one of the day's most dreaded tasks. I have been bitten all too often - ouch! Potty training has commenced but has not progressed beyond sitting on the potty for more than a minute.

N likes television shows like In the Night Garden, Teletubbies, Sesame Street, and more recently, Thomas the Tank Engine and Barney. They are actually not as mind-numbing as I thought (or maybe I'm so brain dead, I don't notice). She's also into playing games on the iPad, expertly swiping her fingers on the screen, and can get extremely cranky when asked to stop. Thankfully, she is also into books, and we read every day, mostly in the car and before bed. Old favorites like Goodnight Moon and Hooper Humperdink, Not Him! have been retired, replaced with other Suess books and Where's the Green Sheep. She is starting to recognize colors and shapes, and can sing a bit, elongating words to a tune.

Regular outings consist of going to the aquarium and library. N's also a good traveler. We went to Singapore in May, and visited the zoo and botanic gardens. Not one fussy episode took place, but I had to carry her most of the time we were out and about.

Babyhood is such a fleeting moment; so brief, with momentous achievements and astronomical changes. Can understand why people have multiples, but for someone who used to hate babies, I am not entirely convinced I have to go through it again. Not in a hurry, anyway.