Big girl

Ella’s been doing so much lately. She just recently started saying “TayTu” when you give her something. I can tell by her tone she’s trying to say thank you. And she’s gotten really good and saying “Peeeaaaasee” especially when she wants more snacks.

Her hair seems to be growing a lot too. I wish it would grow more in the front though. I almost want to cut it now before it becomes too mullet-like.

The biggest surprise was a few days ago though. I was upstairs in our loft/computer room and I looked over the banister at Steve and Ella and waved. I could tell Ella was excited to see me and she was even kinda motioning toward the staircase. But I said “No, I’ll be down in a minute.” I was trying to upload some photos that have been accruing on my camera.

So, I got back to work, but turned around when I heard something behind me. And there she was! I quickly yelled down at Steve “Did you help her up here?” He was surprised as I was and said he did not.

There are two gates on the stairs. The one at the top probably was open – we’ll leave that open if she’s downstairs. But we’re really good about the bottom one being closed. And even if we did leave it open, I’ve never let her go up the stairs by herself. I let her practice going up with me behind her but she usually gets distracted by a piece of lint or various other things along the way and it takes fooorevvver. So, I couldn’t believe she came up by herself and that fast.

Here I was all worried about her getting out of her crib and she pulls this stunt. I am glad to know she’s adept at handling stairs on her own though – funny how she acts like she needs my help when I’m there though.

Anyway, in other news we went to Chuck E. Cheese last night for Grant’s birthday. You may remember he already had his birthday extravaganza a few weekends ago, but this was his actual birthday. So the kids had fun. Except Ella did not like Chuck E. She either bawled or just stared as he walked by holding on to me for dear life.

And last night when she still wasn’t asleep at 10 p.m. and I had to calm her down by holding her in our bed I wandered if she was having Chuck E. nightmares. Poor girl. I guess even as big as she’s getting, a giant mouse is pretty scary.