A late night for Bethany as we were at Helen's for her birthday barbecue and most of her other guests all had children too resulting in a frenzied evening with all ages upto about 9 running around. Fiona and Adrian are up for the weekend so there was a face Bethany recognized in Emily and after an initial 10 to 15 minutes of being very quiet and not wanting to move from my lap she soon came into her own as more children arrived and she started to run around with them. Emily took her under her wing and endearingly continues to refer to her as Baby Bethany.
She happily would run inside to the front door before coming back and running to the end of the patio, where a little wall separates the raised garden, and sit on the wall until after a repeating this several times she decided to climb the wall and run around on the grass. This process of constantly assessing the situation before deciding she can overcome the hurdle is a common feature and the prelude to the next step of repeating the new manoeuvre, of which she is rightly proud, ad nauseum. Latterly she has managed to climb up into her high chair and sit down,, so thinking this a bit dangerous I made sure the tray was in place to prevent this. This morning she negotiated this problem by climbing onto the settee beside the high chair and from there was able to climb in from the side and sit down with the tray still in place. She then cried to me as she no longer wished too be seated so I carried her down only for her to repeat the process thinking it all a game.
As well as shoes and hello she is saying chair and has also added ball to her vocabulary. Even though she only has a limited number of words she understands far more than that. If she picks some rubbish up I can tell her to put it in the bin and she will do so. This follows on from the early morning routine when we come downstairs for breakfast. She insists on carrying the dirty nappy bag and as soon as I put her down at the bottom of the stairs she will put it straight in the bin. The other morning when she woke in our bed and we were both leaving it as long as possible before we had to get up she amused herself by grabbing for anything within her reach. Knowing that any more sleep was impossible I got up to find my slippers missing. I asked Bethany "Where's daddy's slippers?" and she immediately retrieved them from behind the curtains. Unfortunately this tactic has yet to succeed regarding the DVD remote.
She happily would run inside to the front door before coming back and running to the end of the patio, where a little wall separates the raised garden, and sit on the wall until after a repeating this several times she decided to climb the wall and run around on the grass. This process of constantly assessing the situation before deciding she can overcome the hurdle is a common feature and the prelude to the next step of repeating the new manoeuvre, of which she is rightly proud, ad nauseum. Latterly she has managed to climb up into her high chair and sit down,, so thinking this a bit dangerous I made sure the tray was in place to prevent this. This morning she negotiated this problem by climbing onto the settee beside the high chair and from there was able to climb in from the side and sit down with the tray still in place. She then cried to me as she no longer wished too be seated so I carried her down only for her to repeat the process thinking it all a game.
As well as shoes and hello she is saying chair and has also added ball to her vocabulary. Even though she only has a limited number of words she understands far more than that. If she picks some rubbish up I can tell her to put it in the bin and she will do so. This follows on from the early morning routine when we come downstairs for breakfast. She insists on carrying the dirty nappy bag and as soon as I put her down at the bottom of the stairs she will put it straight in the bin. The other morning when she woke in our bed and we were both leaving it as long as possible before we had to get up she amused herself by grabbing for anything within her reach. Knowing that any more sleep was impossible I got up to find my slippers missing. I asked Bethany "Where's daddy's slippers?" and she immediately retrieved them from behind the curtains. Unfortunately this tactic has yet to succeed regarding the DVD remote.
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