Anyway, our baby girl is becoming less baby and more toddler by the second. You'll see in the pictures, but here is a little - or a lot - about Ellie at 11 months.
She is crawling everywhere and running into just as many things with her head as always. She always has at least one bruise on her forehead and currently has one on her butt too from sitting too hard on the coffee table the other night. That's a new development. Not only does she pull up and stand on everything, using less and less support, but she also sits on purpose now. She still flops down sometimes, but for the most part controls her dismounts now. Oh, and when she falls, it's like someone taught her martial arts - go with the momentum. She just lets her body roll and flop around till she stops and it's pretty dang comical to watch.
She has overcome her hatred for grass and will now take off on the grass at our local parks to chase seagulls, as her dad throws bread to see how close he can get a gull to her. I know, I was pleased....
Anyway, Ellie makes about one hundred different noises and finds new ways to make sounds every day. She can now go over and pick out toys and pull books off shelves and loves her new room with more room to play. It's a mess every day and eventually I'll figure out how to make her help clean it up.
She is still her father's daughter - getting into anything she knows she shouldn't and loving electronics, but she obviously understands no. And sometimes, she even listens when we say it. She also still cracks me up every day. She loves sticking her tongue out currently, especially when she's focused, and has an "I'm cute!" look where she tilts her head to the side and gives you a big cheesy grin. Here you get the best of both worlds.
Ellie also loves my electronic toothbrush. She tracked me through our bedroom and into our bathroom, two rooms she'd never been in before, just to come smile at me brushing my teeth. She also eats more and more "people food" and less baby food and loves it. She can feed herself chunks of bread, cheese, banana, etc. And really, we only have to break it into chunks because she'll stick so much in her mouth she can hardly breath around the mass of food.
We are currently having a battle of wills because Ellie decided that since we were lazy parents during the move, that she should have formula all the time and a sippy cup of juice or formula before every nap and twice in the middle of the night. Last night was night 2 of the fight, and we are already making progress, so I feel good about getting her back on track quickly. However, we are losing the battle when it comes to juice versus water. She still won't take plain water really, and to keep her hydrated in this heat, we aren't willing to fight that one too hard right now. So, she gets one part juice to about 3 parts water, and no more than half to half on a weak juice like apple juice. The other news that way is that Ellie has been bottle free for a couple of weeks now. She uses her glorified bottle sippy cups so well, we just dropped the bottles, and she didn't seem to care.
Other than that, which I know is a lot, there's not a ton I can think to say right now. She has 6 teeth, a million expressions, loves to talk and babble, and an independent streak about a mile wide. She wants no help with her drinks, to be in control of her books, and brush her own teeth. Period. Ellie's one true love is still her daddy, with maybe total strangers and books vying for second place. She is very ticklish, loves people, and currently plays with her popper beads and rubber blocks more than anything else. Oh, and baby food lids. Apparently they rock.
I took all of the pictures of her today in her jammies. Like I said, more toddler by the minute.
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