Today you tried watermelon for the first time, and you loved it. I could only place one small piece on your high chair tray at a time; otherwise, you'd pick them all up one after the other and shove them in your mouth at once. Watermelon juice ran down your chin and you practiced chewing with your five (very nearly six!) teeth.
Today, like always, you took took your socks off almost immediately after I put them on.
Today you are fussy and moody because of that nearly sixth tooth. Your right front tooth. You hate when I apply Orajel to your teeth and gums, but it soothes you almost immediately. As soon as you see me pull the tube out you begin to lick your lips and make a face.
Today you crawled head-first into one of your favorite blankies and then started to roll like an alligator. When the blanket was wrapped snugly around your head many times and you couldn't get it off, you began to cry and I had to rescue you.
Today your favorite game is covering your head with the aforementioned blanket and trying to crawl, stand up, and walk around without being able to see. So far you have only had minor bumps and tumbles, but this game terrifies me.
Today you chanted "mama, mama, mama, mamamamamama" as I changed your diaper.
Today in honor of your mood I will read you one of your new books: The Grouchy Ladybug. Ladybug (or Sophie Bug) is my nickname for you.
Today a package arrived from Target. It is filled with shirts and tunics I ordered for you in 12 month and 18 month sizes that were on clearance. As I type this, you are sitting next to me on the floor, watching the Sprout channel, and tearing open the plastic around the shirts with your teeth.
Today there was a school shooting in Connecticut, and 20 elementary school kids were shot in their classroom. I had to turn off the news because all I can do is cry and hug you. I'm scared to ever let you out of my sight.
