Katherine continues to grow. A dozen times a day something happens that makes me blink and realize what a mature little girl she’s becoming — and then I promptly forget the particulars, except for the gestalt of “Wow.”
Yesterday, during Margie’s ViD game, we were out in the living room. Katherine was in and out with us, drawing some great pix of the Giant Scorpions attacking us (modeling them off the scorpion in a Jonny Quest episode she’s watched a zillion times), and playing games with her “dice family” — when she wasn’t being charming giggle girl and climbing all over Uncle Randy and Aunt Jackie. She was, though, remarkably well-behaved and self-entertaining, even while wanting to be with the group and have fun with us.
It’s hard for me to tell how she’s doing, language-wise, since I hear her every day, but the friends all say she’s doing better. Randy commented that she’s very motivated by really wanting to talk with others (and be understood) about all she has to talk about, which seems pretty accurate.
She keeps growing taller, though. With her little step stool, she can get things off the bottom shelves of the kitchen cabinets (“I can get the cinnamon!”), and she can now get her own juice milk from the fridge, complete with pouring and putting away (with reminders).
Interestingly, even as she’s gotten better at entertaining herself, she’s also gotten more articulate and vocal about when she feels folks aren’t paying sufficient attention to her. Fortunately, she’s getting more entertaining to interact with, too. 🙂