Unusual adventures in diaperland.

So last night, I'm downstairs geeking on the computer with both the ladies asleep in their beds.

I hear the familiar rumbling of a baby-not-sleeping, and decide to go upstairs to investigate. I get outside her door, and listen, no baboo-sign. Hrm. Maybe she's settled? I hear a peep and seize the opportunity for a late night cuddle. (usually unless she's really upset we let her settle herself down again, so this was an out of character decision for me to make at this point)

Rebecca was standing bolt upright in her bed, blanket in hand (and mouth) grinning at me. Ok, I guess she's not asleep.

I scoop her up, and feel that not so fresh damp feeling in around her legs....

*sigh* I guess her diaper leaked.

Hrmm... That's odd, I changed her diaper just before putting her down this evening.

*I feel around for an overly full diaper* Hrm. That's odd, I'm sure her pajamas were done up when I put her down a couple hours ago.

Oh, and what's this? A naked bum?

I guess Rebecca decided to have a little nudist party in the middle of the night.

Diaper story #2:

Fast forward to early this afternoon. Rebecca's due for a periodic diaper change. I take the old one off, and it seems uncharacteristically light. Whiiiizzzzzzz. I panic. I freeze. My leg is now soaked. There's an ever growing puddle at my feet. Ermmm....

"Stop. No."

The shower abates. Rebecca smiles.

A new stream begins.

"....Rebecca, no!"

Lather, rinse repeat. She stops, gives me a coy smile, and starts again.

She's done her business. I stand there, wondering exactly WHY I didn't bother putting the old diaper back on/in the way, instead of freezing like a deer in headlights and *politely asking* my 18 month old not to pee all over me, the change table, and the floor? Rebecca smiles at me again. I shake my head and get to the business of cleaning up the minor bio-hazard spill.

Today's vaccination plus catch-up

Rebecca got another two shots in the arm today. She was already annoyed at me for having held her down so she could be measured (grouchiness likely due to her doctor's appointment supplanting morning nap time), so when I pinned her so that the nurse had access to her arms (giant bear hug with my arms grasping her hands around her body) she was right ornery.

Anyway, a little wailing and some primo quality sympathy cuddles later, she was right as rain. I must say, it's nice that she still trusts me to make things better after putting her through a mini-ordeal like shots at the doctor's!

We got home and she hit the sack sans-lunch at around 12:30, and slept right through 'till 4. Needless to say, today has been a little screwy. We have somewhere around a week of potential vaccination repercussions to deal with, low grade fevers, irritability, sore arms etc. Hasn't been too bad in the past. *fingers crossed*

Oh, also, last weekend Sarah was over (with Nigel and Rowan, but really, Rebecca is really just into Sarah) and she was flipping through the fairy tale book with Rebecca. She gets to an illustration from Snow White and says: "Oooh, look at the guy in the mirror."

Rebecca parrots back "Guy in the mirror".

Odd, four words that aren't part of her vocabulary, pronounced very clearly. We spent the rest of the evening trying to get her to repeat the feat, no dice.

Then on Saturday, Nanny took Rebecca to the park and played with her on the slide. Rebecca now readily says: "Goooooo" if you prompt her with "Ready.... Set....". It's amazing how quickly she can pick things up.

Rebecca's very own chair

This is Rebecca's new chair. She loves it.

Baby in the Basket

As you can see, Rebecca makes certain she has adequate reading material before climbing into a container.

Building blocks

This week Rebecca started building with blocks (giant lego), rather that merely destroying what I had built. It was amazing to see.
This week, she is also obsessed with climbing into containers. Big or small, full or empty, these factors are no impediment.

Additional words that Greg forgot

• Nana
• Manana (aka banana)
• Kitty
• Doggie
• Milk
• Mine
• Mum-mum (for baby mum-mums)
• Nyum nyum (for food she likes)
• Go

I should mention that she seems to understand a very large number of words compared to the number she can say.

The Fridge

Today Rebecca figured out how to open the fridge. This means we have to start using the velcro latch, which is only annoying when you forget that it's there.
Also, today I noticed Rebecca has her first arm freckle. It's right above her right elbow. I guess she is on her way to being as freckly as her Mommy.

Happyhappyhappy?

In addition to knowing the first three letters of the ABC song, Rebecca sometimes walks around and says "Happyhappyhappy" now. She seems to only say it when she *is* actually happy (though that's much of the time anyway), so we'll say if it looks like a duck and walks like a duck....

Updated word list:

• Mamamamama
• Dadadada
• Gogogogogogurt
• Nonononononono
• Ball
• Book
• Upupupup
  
• ABC
• Mnmnmnmnmnmn (when she is hungry and is reaching for something she wants)
• Takatakatakatakataka (no clue)
  

Rebecca and me!

Greg and Rebecca after going to the park

Rebecca is 1.5 years old today

I can't believe it, but it's true - Rebecca is a year and a half today. In honour of this momentous milestone, we measured her height for the growth chart. She is 33 inches tall (almost 3 feet).
Now for the update...
Rebecca has started "sharing" with other people. This mostly (but not exclusively) involves food. She will offer what she has to someone else. I am not convinced this is a purely altruistic action, as it is usually something she doesn't want anymore, however, as her previous reaction was to chuck something on the floor - I think it's an improvement.
We keep hearing her attempt to sing the ABC song. While she only manages to get through the first line, it is pretty impressive (to us) all the same. This morning, Rebecca removed her "fridge DJ" from the fridge, and turned it on to the ABC songs. She brought it into her room, placed it upright on her night table (which means it is approximately at her eye level), and stood in front of it, playing the ABC song again and again and trying to follow it.
Bananas are no longer safe in our household. Becca has decided that she loves "mananas", and will actually remove an entire bunch from the top of the dining room table. As you might imagine, I am forced to purchase bananas basically every time I go grocery shopping (since bananas are also a favourite of mine). Recently, Rebecca tried to grab bananas out of someone else's grocery cart. The big problem is when a shipment of bananas have just recently arrived and most are green. The baboo does not understand that a green banana has a different taste than a yellow banana. While I was unpacking groceries yesterday, she actually stole the hand of green bananas, and ate through part of the peel to get to the banana inside. This is not her first attempt to eat a banana peel and I keep hoping that the nastiness of the experience will make her stop. Apparently not.