End of an Era

This weekend Chris switched Mercy's carseat so it faces forward.  Her birthday is still 2 weeks away, but it's close enough and we just couldn't resist letting her see where she was going.  She didn't really seem to mind her year of backwards-facing passengering, though.  There was a giant mirror on the seat so I could see what she was up to, which was mainly looking at books or sleeping.  Anyway, it seems like a lot more space in the car now and I like being able to tickle her toes at stoplights.  

There are other signs around here that she's getting bigger.  Most of the baby equipment has been stored or returned to the generous lenders.  There's no more baby food in the house.  She continues to make progress with walking.  Her communication skills are admirable.  She has mastered the sippy cup.  On the less positive side, this weekend our good and adventuresome eater suddenly became picky.  She began shaking her head and refusing foods she previously liked.  Huh?  Also, we have seen her first MAJOR temper tantrums.  Yikes!  I know, I know, it's hard to believe, but take our word for it.

So, there are mixed feelings.  Our baby isn't a baby anymore, but I'm happy for her accomplishments and look forward to what the next year might bring.  (SS)