Twelve Month Amelia

I can't believe it's been a year already. People say things like that all the time, but I really mean it. It feels like it was just a couple of weeks ago that we brought that little wiggle-worm home. It can't possibly have been a whole year.

On to the stats:

Height - 70th percentile
Weight - 20th percentile (Eat child, eat!)
Smarts - Gajillionth percentile (Not biased, I assure you)
Teeth - Seven
Words - Not really sure on this one. Sometimes I'm positive she's saying the right word, like she'll say "Dadadada!" when she sees Andre and I think, "Oh great! She's finally saying Daddy!" and then she'll wander off and start saying "Dadadadada!" as she looks for small toys to eat. She definitely understands commands and even obeys them occasionally. So basically the language skills of a small dog maybe.
Highest fever achieved - 104.9. And just under the wire too, this was on Sunday night.
Physical abilities: Walks, runs, climbs up stairs, climbs onto furniture, climbs into bathtub, tries to climb up the front of people when wants to get picked up, dances, does a wierd duck walk at times that looks like it uses plenty of thigh muscle abilites, prefers running around to cuddling.
Favorite food: Anything on the floor.
Favorite animal: Both of the cats, but mostly Ellis because he lets her touch him once in a while.
Favorite toy: Whatever Fiona is playing with.
Favorite activity: Throwing all her food off her high chair and then hunting down any stray leftovers to eat off the floor later.
Future aspirations: Her current skill set indicates that she would be good at either street sweeping or working as a mime specializing in duck imitations.

Happy birthday Amelia, I love you. You great big toddler, you.