Over a year has gone by, since Danielle was born. I still can't believe how much she's grown, and developed. She is a little person now. My little girl. At her 1 year appointment, she was 19 lbs 7oz. Funny she was 7lb 9oz at birth. I think she was 28 inches tall, forgive me, I didn't write it down.
Danielle is a walker! For some reason, she'll crawl towards her blanket, though. It was a rough transition from baby to toddler, but after some lessons learned, we have a better handle on things. I can tell her "Come on" and hold out my hand and she'll walk toward me. She'll stand up in her highchair/shopping cart/stroller, etc. and she knows what it means when I say sit down.
I'm starting a collection of funny and embarrassing stories to tell her when she gets older. This is the first one:
Johanna and I were shopping with the kids at Old Navy. I look over and see Adonis swinging his arms in the cart like he's dancing. So I start trying to bust out some moves, in my white girl kind of way. The next thing is this employee turns the corner and calls me out on dancing! It felt like high school again, ha ha.
Like mother, like daughter.
There must have been another good song on because I'm looking at shirts, and I hear "Aww" and giggles. I look down, Danielle's dancing in the cart, and a group of girls are watching her, and this lady has her head poked around the rack! She got embarrassed, it was adorable.
2 years ago
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