Meredith is a silent and deadly hugger. Yes you heard me. She stalks her victim and throws her arms around their neck with gusto. She also offers hugs on demand. Just ask for a hug and she runs over immediately.
She STILL won't eat. Her doctor says she is the poster child for the benefits of toddler formula. She is healthy and eventually will want real food. I am at my wits end...I do not think it's going to happen. Ever.
On the above note...She likes/loves to eat uncooked egg noodles. Cook them and she will toss them on the floor. Go figure.
When she hurts herself, she points at whatever object caused the pain and screams baby obscenities.
She has started to scream for Chip at the bottom of the stairs. DADA!! DADA!!
She follows directions EXTREMELY well. Give this to dad. Throw this away. Go get your shoes. Pick that up. Come back please.
She is beginning to fight a bit with Phoebe. She kicks, screams and uses her arm windshield wiper maneuver to hit everything in her way. It is brutal.
She hits you with the "No More Monkeys Jumping on the Bed" book until you read it. She taps her head every time you say head.
She loves to be chased. She giggles the entire time.
She likes someone to feed her a bottle. Anyone will do. She has started to bring it to Phoebe which cracks me up. She's almost as (physically) big as Phoebe.
Meredith is loud. She likes to chat chat chat. Our house is full of noise errr joy :)
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