21 months

Today Anya is 21 months old. Also notable about today is that it is 102 degrees in Seattle, an all time high temperature for the city. The little thermometer outside our bathroom window (in the shade) reads 106. Either way, it's really hot outside. And inside. We're just having a quiet-ish day indoors, trying to stay cool.

Over the last month, Anya figured out how to jump. So she jumps pretty much all the time now...sometimes across the room while yelling that she's a wallaby.

I also discovered that she can now walk a little bit on the balance beam without being spotted. She snuck onto it at the Little Gym on Monday and took about 4 steps before I could reach her. Fortunately it's only 6 inches off the ground, so she wouldn't have been seriously hurt if (when) she fell....just enough to generate tears and bumps since there are support bars she would have hit on the way down. She is too darn fearless. Perhaps a little fall would do her some good that way, but those mom hormones in me can't yet bear for that to happen. Still, did I give birth to a little girl or a monkey??!

In other departments....the only thing I can think of is that she finally likes puzzles and is decent at solving the age-appropriate ones.

She sings more songs (her favorites to sing are: Six Little Ducks, Twinkle Twinkle, ABCs, Ba Ba Black Sheep, Row Row Row Your Boat, BINGO). Her favorite for us to sing is Old McDonald, where she names the animal for us to sing.

OK, it is so unbearably hot right now. I'm going to cool off in the kid's room for a bit. And I may or may not edit this later.