Walking!

HERE we are on the way to baby group on Wednesday afternoon.

While she may look quite happy on her bike here, Z was on her feet a lot.


Everyone kept asking if she had started walking.

"Not really," I said. "Though she has taken a few steps herself."

Then overnight, she became a walker.

All of Thursday, she was taking step after step all by herself.

Let the chasing begin!

Oh! A blogworthy first: Last night, Z fell off the bed with a great big THUD. Every night, Z and I lie in bed together. She rolls about, burrows like a rabbit in the doona and falls asleep on her own. Well, last night she misjudged the edge of the bed during a mega roll. It all happened far too quickly for me to catch her. Poor little baby was more stunned than hurt I think. Big cry.

Teachers' pet

GYMBOREE was a blast today.

Z did good. Not a grump from her.

She was so cute that one of the teachers pulled out her camera and they all took turns to take a picture with Z at the end of the class.

Note to self: Make sure she has a good nap before class AND a snack on the way there.

And here is the most fascinating world of Gymboree in pictures:

Z crawls up a foam hill...


Z climbs up a step...


Z crosses a bridge...


Z gets some help going down a slide (you'd think gravity would be enough help)...


Z reorientates herself...


Z decides she wants another go on the slide but can't be bothered going the long way round...

Bye bye Malaysia

WAVES of change have hit since Z hit the big O.

We are leaving KL!

Home in less than three weeks.

And in other news:


The handbag gene

Z has inherited it from me.

And her first designer handbag?

A vintage (ie. old) Gucci pouch.

The skinny tall genes

These she gets from D.

According to Dr Belinda at her one year check-up, Z is a little underweight at 8.8kg.

But above average height.


Mother's Day

My second one as a MOTHER!

D and Z took me for lunch at a fancy dim sum joint.

Because D didn't make a reservation the restaurtant misplaced our reservation, we had to wait in line for a bit.

Why won't they let us in, Mom?



Baby steps

On the 18th, Z took her first step.

Or rather her first four.

There was pure joy and exhilaration on her face as she realised she was WALKING without help.

But since then, she hasn't bothered walking again.

These shoes weren't made for walking!



The creative gene

Z is tres artistic!

She loves crayons, pencils and pens.

Now, if she'd just use paper as her canvas instead of her face.

ONE

HAPPY birthday, my baby!

Today, as a treat, she got to eat... a lot of rubbish.

She made a big mess and it was all GOOD!




From babycenter.com:

Believe it or not, your first year is over. The boot camp of babyhood is behind you. Hold on for the toddler years! In the coming months, your child will seek more independence, discover the world from an upright position, find her sense of humor, and learn to say she loves you.

Handy T

A MORNING nap.

We had already packed everything for our journey home.

So D's smelly T had to make do as her blankie.

The birthday outfit

KNICKERS when a little too big makes a perfect matching cap.

This is Z on her birthday in a dress she picked out all by herself from the hotel boutique.

We had popped into Jim Thompson to have a look at their very adorable kids outfits.

I made her try on a couple of dresses. But she kept grabbing at this one off the rack and wouldn't let go.


So the decision was made - by her.

D, without a credit card, put aside the dress to come back later to pay for it.

But Z got upset when we walked out leaving it behind.

So Grandpa went back in to buy it.

She got dressed up and had a little photo shoot.

Boy, was she a happy cherub...

...until she fell!



Oops!