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July 21, 2011


Filed under: Family, Motherhood, Personal — Tags: , , , , — llcall @ 2:50 am

I’ve been terrible at recording Addison’s latest tricks over the last several months.  I feel bad about it because I know I’ve already forgotten so many wonderful, adorable moments.  But man, has it been a busy time.  Seriously.  I’m pretty sure when we look back at the year 2011, it will remain one of the most eventful years of our lives — both with outward changes and inward shifts.

But this post is not for my ruminations . . . I want to get back in the habit of recording more about my little girl’s comings and goings (it goes without saying that I also need to start posting pictures if I want to maintain my blog readership — but to do that I need to start taking pictures, which I’ve been remarkably bad at since the great thesis push began in May).  Addison will be a year-and-a-half next month and it is really showing in her comprehension and communication.  She understands our routines so well now; she doesn’t really fight “night-night” (that’s one of her words, although she drops her “t”s) like she used to.  So when I put her down for bed tonight and a few minutes later she was loudly crying, I guessed that there was something specific ailing her.  And when I peeked around the corner to see what was going on, she looked at me, exclaimed “Oh!” and pointed to her diaper.  Our little one is not an advanced talker, but boy has she mastered the fine art of point-communication, especially when it comes to narrating her bodily functions.

Before I could get her to the bathroom for a diaper change, she simply had to stop at daddy’s door to explain to him what was going on.  She went “Uh oh!” and pointed repeatedly to her diaper.  Neal asked, “Do you need a diaper change?” and she vigorously nodded her head, yes.  It was all so cute and funny, and made all the better by the fact that she accepted that it was still time for bed and went right down after the diaper situation was solved.

Reading it now, this story seems quite mundane but it was one of those moments where I felt how quickly my little girl is growing up.  She understands so much now.  She tells us when she needs to pee and poop.  She wipes up after herself (sometimes).  She has opinions on clothing.  She says “mine” — about many things that aren’t actually hers (pretty clever, no?).  She freaking counts.  How did she get so old so fast?  I have no idea.


Here’s a couple of pictures from her friend Eliza Lane’s birthday party back in March — I have to depend on the kindness of others to document her growth over the last few months.  Thanks, Rachel and Skyler!

It’s worth mentioning that said Eliza Lane is the adorable girl that Neal said is “cuter than ours, by at least a percentage point or two” in his last guest post/essay.  I concur that she is an absolute doll!



  1. She counts?!!! I think I speak for everyone when I say…..VIDEO DOCUMENT!!!
    I might be in Provo this weekend–want to tentatively plan something? Crossing fingers that my day does not get swallowed up with family celebrations–maybe a run to the Creamery Sat. afternoon?

    Comment by kei02003 — July 21, 2011 @ 5:15 am

  2. Good job taking the time to document cuteness and other achievements with everything you have going on!

    Comment by vblanchard — July 21, 2011 @ 4:55 pm

  3. I LOVE this stage, when they can communicate what they want/need. You get to see a little more of their personality etc. And that story is not mundane! I know I found it riveting and couldn’t get up until I had finished. 😉 Seriously, she is a cutie and I could just see her with a serious expression on her face telling Neal all about her diaper fiasco.

    Comment by Ishkhanoohie — July 29, 2011 @ 2:13 pm

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