Arwen's Weblog

I handed her something the other day, a toy, her sippie cup... She said something that didn't even register until I said, "You're welcome." After a few seconds passed and I'd walked away, I realized that she had said, "Thank you."

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In some ways, Arwen seems to be my easiest baby. Perhaps I'm an easier mother the third time around. She is easy in that she is happy. When Arwen gets tired or hungry, all she really does is come to me with a little bit of fuss in her.

But she gets ornery. Sitting behind Seth in their double stroller, she pulls his hair for a reaction, and then smiles. According to the nursery attendants at church, she extends a toy to the other little ones but pulls it back before they can reach it, then repeats.

She is temperamental too. It flares especially when something is taken out of her hand, like Seth's sippie cup. It often comes out of her in a piercing scream. My mother's father used to say only dim people don't get mad.

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With Daddy's direction today, she put a piece of trash in the trash bag.

We also noticed for the first time that when Savannah and Seth called her, she turned and walked down the hall to them to join in their fun.

She reached for Daddy's cell phone and said something that sounded like, "Heh ooo." (Hello)

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Arwen walks for the fun of it. You can see her pride in the accomplishment. She wants very much to be like the rest of us, going on little walkabouts but usually staying close to the action. She does walk all over the house. Sometimes I have to go looking for her.

Occasionally she'll take one of us by the hand so we can go on a walkabout with her. Other times she just comes to us, hugs and kisses our legs, then pat, pat, pats us with her hand.

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She's walking everywhere. She still falls down, more from lack of confidence than really losing her balance. It really picked up at her birthday party, April 30th. Either the sugar rush from her strawberry cake or the attention from her guests, we saw her walk the most back and forth with little encouragement from us.

She's a little gymnast with unusually good balance, dancing while standing but without holding on. She still crawls, often on her hands and feet with her rear end in the air. She got away from me one day after I'd gotten her wet diaper off, crawling away with her hiney in the air. It was hilarious, one of few images I have in my head that didn't come from a photo.

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