One with the Cat

Disclaimer: This is my official Christ Kay update for my own records, posterity, and relief of a guilt trip from Second Child Syndrome.

 

 

Christa Kay, who will be 10 months old this Sunday, is growing faster than Sydney can put on a swim suit.

 

In March, she was trying to crawl.

In April, she WAS crawling.

In May, she was pulling up to stand & cruising.

In June, she was climbing stairs.

In July, she started walking.

 

She can say:

"Dada"

"May May"

"Hey"

"Buja, Buja, Buja"

 

and other strange one syllable utterances I can't really make out yet.

 

She will eat anything. Anything as in leftover Hawaiian pizza, watermelon, and hotdogs.

As long as it is small enough to cram in her mouth, it will be eaten.

 

She has 3 teeth and a swollen spot where #4 is trying to come in.

 

She's a hoot. She's a mess. She thinks Sydney is the most hilarious thing to come down the pipe.

 

 

Her eyes twinkle and everyone says she is "bertiful." She has dimples and that is one feature that not one family member possesses.

 

She wakes up happy and for the most part, goes to bed happy after a few minutes of whining.

 

She loves the cat. Simeon is her buddy. When she sees Simeon, her world lights up, she squeals with joy, and crawls at break-neck speed, knees a scrapin', to see Simeon.

 

She is ONE with the cat.