Sabrina's still our crazy little firecracker.
STATS: She went to the doctor on July 25th. She weighed 17 lbs 4 oz (10-25th percentile) and was 28 inches tall (50-75th percentile).
FOOD: She still nurses every four hours, eats a big bowl of applesauce in the morning, eats whatever she can get her hands on at lunch (usually some bread and baby food puree), finger food for dinner (peaches, avocado, black beans, and salmon are her favorites), and then a big bowl of oatmeal before bed.
SLEEP: Woof. Not sure what to say here. She's been teething really bad lately (still no teeth) which has really impacted her sleeping. Teething gives my kids coughs that they hang onto for months. So I really want to let her cry it out at night, but she gets into a coughing attack and that's not good. So, sometimes she sleeps from 9-9 and wakes up at 6, but other times she sleeps from 9-8 and wakes up at 12, 3, and 5. So it's really hard to say at this point. For naps, she usually takes two naps. A short one in the morning and a longer one in the afternoon (a little under and hour for the first and about an hour and a half for the second), but this week, that has been a little jumbled too.
SPEECH: She doesn't have any. She mostly just grunts and says "ah." I knew I would worry about this with the second child because Celia was so conversant, but I'm sure she's fine. She does sign "all done" but it sometimes means "all done," "more," or "get me out." She's starting to sign "more" but is having a hard time figuring out the difference between the sign for "more" and clapping.
TRICKS: She waves. Mostly she just sticks her hand up in the air in more of a "Whazzup" fashion than an actual wave, but she does give really enthusiastic waves to Celia in her bed and to herself in the mirror. She's also hilarious about kisses. She'll just randomly attack my lips with a giant open mouth. Sometimes with tongue. Kinda gross if she wasn't so cute. She can climb up all the stairs. She can climb up the slide (and get stuck). She can climb into the dishwasher (and get stuck). She's a climber. And a destroyer. I put all her toys in little toy bins on the shelf and she just pulls them all out and crawls away. Then she heads to the fridge where she takes off all the magnets in a frenzy and then crawls away. Then she heads to the side table where she pulls down the little tea set, the coasters, and the decorative plates and crawls away. I spend a lot of my day putting these things back together just so she'll have something else to destroy. She finds things I didn't know were hiding behind and under things and gets into everything. Every time I try to take her picture doing something crazy that she shouldn't be doing (or frankly just anytime I get out the camera), she stops what she's doing and poses. Then crawls as fast as she can to get the camera lens.
ANECDOTES: Can't really think of anything right now, specifically. She does get really excited to see Tom when he comes home. Sometimes when we're outside and she's the first one to see him ride up on his bike, she makes a really excited noise and starts freaking out. But she is still pretty clingy onto me. Annoyingly so sometimes. Some days she'll just crawl around pulling things down. Other days she has to be in my arms the whole day. If she just settled there, it would be one thing. But she gets bored and tries to dive out of my arms to get things but then when I set her down so she can get them, she cries. But she is very sweet. And a total flirt. And we love her. How could we not? Look at that smile.
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