I wish my videos would load to here. Mikayla is talking so much. I cannot even write everything she is saying- animals and their noises, names of people, names of toys, food, where she wants to go and what she wants to do. It is truly amazing all the stuff that comes out of her mouth. We are having conversations- at 17 months old!! She is coloring "pictures" and painting. God has truly blessed us with Mikayla. I wish everyone could see her in her wheelchair. I could write on here how well she is doing but you need to see it to truly understand it. And she loves spending time in it... she asks for "chair" when she wants it. Anyway... we are so excited about what Mikayla's future will bring. So glad that people want to be a part of it by reading our blog... thanks. We love you all. On a side note... my once very independent girl has become a very clingy, needy baby. This week she cannot play by herself at all- she wants mama beside her all the time. I cannot even walk out of the room and I hear "mama, mama, mama" until I return. Hopefully, this is just a stage and won't last very long. Between her and the pest of a dog- I feel very, very needed. I sometimes want to run away!!! It is ok though- soon enough she will not need me as much and then I will be complaining about that... haha!
Mikayla eating yogurt. She started out using the spoon but soon that became old and the hands came into use. By the time this picture was taken she had started finger painting with the yogurt on her tray. In this picture she is "drinking" yogurt out of the yogurt cup.
Mike told her to look how messy her hands are...
She is proud of her messy hands.
Mike told her to look how messy her hands are...
She is proud of her messy hands.
She looks so big and serious in this picture.
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It was good to see Mikayla again, since I have not been on her blog for a while. Truly amazing how she gets around in her wheelchair. She is so blessed to have such wonderful parents, and how much time and effort you put into her blog to share her life with all of us. We love you all. Eunice
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