Hannah was up past midnight last night. I tried, and tried, and gave up. Andrew finally brought her to bed. I think it was because the house was still buzzing while she was trying to go to sleep. Finally when we were ready to sleep with her, she went.
We attended the rock show for a few hours on Saturday. Hannah walked around gripping my legs. She played with the slabs of rock, sat at the table while Andrew and I took turns poking around.
She loves Gangnam Style.
She signs "Baby" by placing her palms on her chest and rocking back and forth. Sweet little thing.
She climbs onto her rocking sheep all by herself and starts rocking, big smile.
We went to the pumpkin patch. She ran around wearing a pair of hard-sole shoes from my own toddlerhood, tripping over pumpkin vines and knocking on pumpkins.
I would have photos from my mobile, but I realized that someone (hint: 2.5 feet tall and big blue eyes) turned on mobile data, and my bills have been 20-30$ higher the past 3 months because of it. My phone was constantly hot and running out of batteries, now I know why.
She signs "rain" when we go outside, even when it's not raining.
Signs "dog" by slapping her knee instead of panting. Signs Horse, mouse, eat. Hippopotamus, chicken, bird, owl.
Started eating yogurt by herself. Is a bit messy, but really cute. May or may not be calling Andrew "Da" now.
If I give her raw apple, carrot, cucumber, broccoli, she'll chew it up, carry it in her mouth for 15 minutes, then spatter it all over the carpet.
She understands what I say very well. After I emptied her potty into the big toilet, she went and flushed it for me, waving "Bye!"
She hasn't quite mastered sitting on her potty, she needs a little guidance. She tries squatting a few inches in front of it, moves back a little, tries again.
