- Standing without holding on (YIKES)
- Touching her head when asked, “Where’s your head?”
- She shakes her head no (both for yes and no)
- She loves being chased and playing hide and seek
- I’m officially retiring the 9 month clothes for 12 month
- She now realizes when mommy or daddy leave the room and usually cries
Vivian has a quiet curiosity about her. She loves exploring, but also likes to sit with what she’s found and examine it, taste it, shake it, then move onto the next thing. While she doesn’t seem as “busy” as the boys were at this age, she’s still on the go most of the time. She also is completely content being held. Oscar was too, but Walt was never ok with that.
Other differences between her and her brothers is Vivian often doesn’t finish her bottle. And, she only drinks 6 oz bottles. Her brothers were both drinking 8 oz bottles by the time they were four months old, and never once left a drop behind. Viv finishes 1 out of every 4 bottles. Others she either leaves an ounce or two or just refuses it all together. She also continues to be a pretty stellar solid food eater, so maybe that’s related.
A few observations about Viv — I think we have finally admitted that she has blue eyes and they are here to stay. It’s still crazy to think this! Both Chris and I have brown eyes, so we really never saw this one coming. Also, Vivian’s hair is the darkest of all the kids. Walt had super blonde hair until he was 2 and Oscar was born with really dark hair, but it fell out and came back golden brown. Viv’s is closer to Oscar’s, but leans more brown than golden. Speaking of her hair, it’s now getting long enough to see some texture. I do not think she has the stick straight hair that belongs to Oscar. You can see her little wings sticking out. The ends of her hair are definitely wavy.
Here is Vivian’s best friend, Bentley. That dog would crawl in her crib if we let him. He follows her everywhere and often licks her along the way. Vivian loves it. She happily returns kisses to him. She also has no problem crawling on B, pulling his tail, or grabbing his beard. Bentley never even whimpers. He usually just licks her.