
Kadence turns 13 months tomorrow. Seems weird to be counting months after she is a year old, but so much is still happening!
Her favorite word of this week is dada. A few weeks ago she would only say mama, then nana, and now dada. She picks a word of the week and sticks to it. The only other words allowed besides the word of the week is a very aggressive "Hi!" I'll have to get it on video some day so you can see how "hi" can be aggressive, but I assure you, it is.
In fact, there are a lot of things I need to get on video before she stops doing them, or changes them. Like her adorable high-pitched giggle, and her less-adorable high-pitched squeal. Like the way she smacks herself in the mouth blowing kisses (a new trick this month). Or the way she throws her arm in the air when she sees the picture of an elephant (it's her trunk, get it?) Or the way she tells you which book she wants you to read (she dances for Barnyard Dance, or wiggles her fingers for Hands Hands Fingers Thumb, or gives a scared "oh, oh, oh" when she sees her pop up book that she loves but is still afraid of). Or the way she kisses things she's afraid of (A weird thing we taught her that could eventually get her eaten by a bear or something! She gets scared when she sees an animal at first, even in a pop up book, but the way she gets over it is to give it a kiss. On our walk to the mailbox yesterday she was scared of some jack-o-lantern lights at a neighbors house, but slowly she approached them and gave them a kiss!) Speaking of kisses, she FINALLY gives us kisses more generously. She has known how for a long time, but wasn't big on it until this month.
Here are a few of her favorite things: she is still obsessed with pushing things so her favorite toy is her baby stroller; she also LOVES this princess castle tent a girl at church gave her and she runs full force into it without ducking to hide from us, effectively knocking the castle over; she loves all kinds of cereal; she is a definite carnivore; she would be outside all day if she could.
Finally, we started potty training her. Actually, poop-training her. It's quite an ordeal (all Steve's crazy idea), but we have been fairly successful. She grunts when she has to go, so we (ok, mostly I) drop everything to run her to the potty, then we sit on the floor for several minutes entertaining her with toys so she won't get up and run off...and on a good day she eventually goes poop on the potty like a big girl. I feel like I spend most of my day on the floor of the bathroom right now, but somehow it is worth it to clean up less poopy diapers!
Here she is falling out of her princess castle. My favorite part is it collapses and fits behind the couch for easy clean up!
Here's our little tiger at the pumpkin patch.
Ready to pounce!
Wagon ride with Micah

Oh those curls!

Have you ever seen a tiger ride a pony? (ok, pose for a picture on a pony?)

Tiger attack...
going, going....gone. half-tiger had a long day at the pumpkin patch!