Carla turned one a few weeks ago.
I have to say, this last year has flown by...with her birth, a couple great vacations, moving back to the USA, then back into our house...plus this whole new baby being added to the mix...Carla's first year was full of change!
We had her one year check up last Friday.
Girlfriend weighed in at 20lbs, 6oz and measured 30.5" tall. I was so proud of her, standing so patiently on the big kid scale to be weighed! Where'd my baby go?!
She had her vision screening, and braved her one year shots like a champ. With the recent outbreak of measles in our local community, I was eager to get her first round of the MMR done so she at least has some fighting chance of resisting it if we've gone somewhere she may be exposed to it. This whole outbreak scares the sh!t out of me, although I'm sure we were exposed to some nasty stuff in China, but just didn't know. This too shall pass, right?
Carla has a handful of words--dada, bah (ball), dah (dog), mama & baba. She also makes vroom sounds when driving Sal's matchbox cars around the house. Her favorite toy these days is her new cozy coupe that her aunt and uncle gifted her. She climbs in and out, opens and shuts the door, and Fred Flinstones it around the yard.
Her walking has progressed from a drunken sailor to being able to walk with direction....she even dances and walks in circles if we play her jam. It's super cute.
We've been waiting on more teeth since October--she still has only six chompers. Every time she is grumpy, or wakes in the middle of the night, I claim she must be getting teeth, yet, there are none to be found. Sigh.
My favorite part about Carla turning one?
Watching her and Sal play together. It's still cooperation one minute and beat downs the next, but I absolutely melt when they play together in the yard, or when she follows Sal around trying to imitate whatever he is doing. I've got hope that one day soon, they will be best buddies.