Remember the doll we gave Olivia for her birthday? The one she used to make me hold while she played? This doll is now one of her favorite belongings. In the past week and a half, Olivia has decided she must have her baby (one of her semi-distinct words) whenever she remembers that said baby exists. It came with us to drop Bryan off at work, it's been to Wal-Mart at least once, she occasionally holds it during meals, and she took it to bed one night. She looked quite adorable as she insisted on holding her doll even as she lay in her crib at bedtime. Of course, she sleeps on her stomach, which makes it harder to hold a baby, so when we went to check on her later that night we discovered (after a significant amount of searching for the apparently missing baby) that she fixed this problem by sleeping on top of her doll. I can't imagine that having the hard plastic head digging into her chest was particularly comfortable, but she seemed fine with it. One can only hope that she will think of a better method of sleeping with a baby before she accidentally smothers an actual child.Olivia has two more distinct (to everyone, not just me!) words: "uh-oh" and "okay". I think it's especially cute when I hand her something and ask her to hold it for me and hear her little voice respond, "okay!"
Along similar lines, the pediatrician asked us at Olivia's 15-month appointment if Olivia was removing clothes by herself yet. (The pediatrician also wanted to know if Olivia had about 6 understandable words yet; that's why this paragraph is along similar lines.) At the time, Olivia was only removing socks by herself. Now, however, she has moved on to shirts. She doesn't do it often, but every now and again I'll walk into her room after her nap and she'll be missing her shirt. Uh-oh.
Continuing the list of newly discovered talents, Olivia has developed a penguin walk. For what reason, we know not, but she does a little side to side strut quite deliberately. I make fun of her for it and then imitate it long enough for her to start again.
A couple of weeks ago, Bryan looked at me and said, "I love you. And I love Olivia. And I love Reginald."
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"Who's Reginald?" I asked. His response: "That's what I decided to call him."
So, although we will NOT be naming this baby Reginald, no matter the gender, it is currently being referred to as Reginald and/or Reggie.
And speaking of Reggie, the 20 week ultrasound was on Tuesday. Everything looks good, the gender was not accidentally revealed to us, and there are a few more pictures below. Bryan took the ultrasound print of Reggie flexing his/her muscles to work and I have a profile on my planner.Due to baby-sitter issues, Justine and William came to visit in time to watch Olivia during Reggie's ultrasound. Yes, it's a long drive just to baby-sit. They stayed for a few days, though, and we had fun hanging out. Olivia handled William just fine, although she was very concerned about Justine's suitability as a mother. What kind of mother just puts her baby on the floor under an arch and leaves him there?! Every time Justine put William down, Olivia would start pointing and saying, "uh-oh!", as if to remind Justine that, "Hey, lady, you dropped your baby!"
I added a few new pictures to the July 29-August 5 post.
More pictures:
Uh-oh! We dropped a pencil down the grate!
Olivia likes to help type (or use the mouse):
Potholder loops that are too small for the loom make excellent bracelets:
A new home for the flash cards:
Ultrasound photos (the muscle flex, waving a hand, legs (feet to the right)):
Ponytail pictures:
Helping rescue dryer balls:
Visiting with William (returning his plug, running errands, holding him):
"Helping" get William ready in the morning:
We were trying to convince Olivia to give William a hug and a kiss. She had difficulty until we lifted William up to her height:
From the weekend at Oma and Opa's (pictures by Jillian):
Reading at Oma and Opa's:
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