Excerpts of the Craig Chronicles

Dear Elizabeth,

I am so sorry that I have been bad about writing to you each month.
So here are the last 3 months of your first year of life.

you can say dada (first word on 8/8/15), mama, yeah and a few other sounds which you can tell she is trying to put into words.

You wants to walk all the time (holding onto fingers), and is almost to the point where she can stand for more than 20 seconds on her own. (as of the beginning of October).

10 months: August
We had several fun things in August. We went camping, Daddy had his office party, and Uncle Spencer turned 25. So we drove a lot.

You love standing in your crib throwing things over the top. You love to play peek a boo. Your laugh is absolutely adorable; It lights up your whole face and engages your whole body.

Daddy grew a beard and you love pulling on it. When you are laying on him drinking a bottle you will lay there and comb it with your fingers.

Stats: 8/14/15
Weight: 18.09 lbs.
Height: 27.75 Inches
Head Circumference: 17.2 inches.

11 months: September
We went to the state fair this month where you saw cows and goats up close. And while you liked watching, you really didn't want to touch them. It was really funny to watch you jerk your hand away.
You're getting in more teeth. You finally had your four front ones pop up, plus a couple on the sides, now you're getting in 4 more teeth. And boy do you use those suckers.

When you are crawling around I shut all the doors in the house but yours, and you make your room so messy sometimes. Usually by tossing all the clothes out of the baskets.

12 Months: October
You have started pinching the underside of peoples' arms. You've done it to me and Bindy. And usually when I am talking and you are bored. And it hurts. You pinch really hard.

I broke my ankle two days before you turned one, and so I have been using crutches to get around and you hate it for the most part. 1-because I can't hold you unless I'm sitting down. This is usually only a problem when you are hungry or tired. Because I can't carry you from your bed to the kitchen to get your bottle, so I have to set you down after I pick you up out of your crib so I don't fall over and have to have you cry after to me as I race to the kitchen to get your bottle and try and get you to come to me on the chair. 2-because I can't move you out of places/trouble. you'll go into the bathroom and I have to try and corner you out with my crutches which involves a lot of crying from you. 3-I have to use dad to do a lot of things for me right now, so He can't just sit and hold you and play with you like before. It is a huge period of adjustment for all of us, even Sydney. And when it comes to you, your sister is a huge help.

You and Sydney have already started fighting each other. Pulling toys out of each others hands. You're barely one and while I am glad you can stand up for yourself while playing sometimes (other times you prefer to cry if she has taken something from you or pushed you down-you are still a baby after all) you cry just to get Sydney in trouble. Boy are you a sneaky little baby sometimes. But you are so cute, I can't get mad at you.

Your Birthday and Party. We had a party on your actual birthday (Thursday, Oct 22) at the South Jordan Aquatics Center. The party was supposed to go from 7-8 swimming, and then 8-8:30 presents and cake, but of course, we showed up late, and of course our swimming suits ended up being in Bindys car (daddy and Brett took that car to Walmart to get Nana's present, which happened to be a different Walmart). So everyone saw for about 45 minutes, and then we hurriedly eat cake and sang happy birthday, and opened Alex, Savannah, and Issacs, Skylees, and Great Grandma Harveys presents before we cleaned up and headed for home. At home You opened mommy and daddy's presents for you and then Grandma and Grandpa Arnolds presents. You got so spoiled and you loved everything. Of course so did Sydney. So you too have been fighting over the toys :(

12 month stats as of 10-30-15.
Weight: 21.1 lbs. 49th percentile.
Height: 29.75 inches. 69th percentile.
Head: 17.5 inches. 30th percentile.

I started feeding you more regularly on your high chair tray, which you love. Feeding yourself has become so necessary. In fact sometimes you refuse to eat unless you can feed yourself, you stinker :)

You know how to get your way by crying. And while I try not to indulge you, you are only one and don't exactly understand why you can do or eat or go where I say no/can't. But most especially at bed time. You'll lay in bed screaming and after an undetermined amount of time, daddy or I will go get you out of bed and give you a bottle and let you play for a while. And this will happen between 1 and 3 times.