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Since you saw me on my web page (http://gozips.uakron.edu/~rmberry),
I’ve grown quite a bit. At
10 weeks, I weighed 10 lbs, 15 oz. I’m 23 and ¾ inches
tall and my feet are now longer than any
finger on my Poppi’s hand! (By the time you read my newsletter,
I’ll be at least 13 weeks old!)
On any given day, I am awake at 2:30 am, 5:00 am and 9:00 am. I’ve become
an early bird and my Mommy
says that I’m the cutest at 5:00 am.
I finally realized that I have a tongue: it sticks out all the time
when I’m not smiling and I use it to fling my
binky across the bassinet. Sometimes, when my parents are changing
me, I can fling my binky behind the
dresser. It’s great to see them move the furniture to locate
my binky.
My parents are so amazed at everything that I do. When I blow
bubbles, they jump for joy! Poppi thinks I’m
a genius since I learned to hit the tiger and make the world go round
with the globe on my swing. He’s
teaching me Spanish so that I will grow up bilingual. (I’m not
sure what that means but he’s so cute when he
speaks in a different language to me.) He says that we’re going
to go to Africa when I get older. I wonder
if they speak Spanish there?
Now I can stand on my legs and I’m ready to jump at any moment.
If you hold my hands, I’ll stand up on my
own ... isn’t that amazing!
Mommy spends her days teaching me how to say, “Hi.” The other night
she spent at least three hours trying
to teach me to say one word. And, when my Poppi came home, I
made a coo sound that was so close to “Hi”
that I’ve got them both convinced that I can talk.
I look around at everything, especially my new thumb. I
just realized that I have two of them and am finally
trying to put them in my mouth. I like the right thumb the best
and when my parents aren’t looking, I use my
tongue to lick it.
My favorite book to read is ... If You Give a Mouse a Cookie.
When my parents read this book, I just laugh
and laugh and laugh and laugh. It’s the funniest story that I’ve
heard in a very long time.
I have a new nickname too – Poppi still calls me “Girlie” but Mommy
calls me her “Little Linebacker.” I think
it has something to do with my incredible burps! Or, maybe
it’s because I can drink four ounces of formula
and still want breast milk.
I’m enjoying my new house. I finally moved from my bedroom into
my parents’ bedroom. It’s great in there.
I love to watch the ceiling fan and sleep on the “big bed.” At
night when I cry, both of them jump right out
of bed the very second I open my mouth. And, if I yell loud enough,
they let me sleep in their arms in the bed.
It’s great and I just love the attention!
Love, Myla
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