I am really going to miss her funny little crawl.
She's also working hard on standing up without holding on to anything. You've got to build some serious muscle to do that. One of my oft-repeated phrases this year has been that I didn't know how much stronger my knees would get after having a baby. All the up and down while not holding on to anything. I really used my arms a lot for up and down on stairs and standing from sitting. Now I sit on the floor and I have to stand up while holding more than twenty pounds.
Her hair is so long that her ponytail comes back down and can curl into her eyes if it's positioned wrong. The point of the ponytail is to keep all that hair off her face, so now I either have to get it in the right spot, or braid it back once it's up. I don't know when we'll have it trimmed.
Her bites leave big bruises now. I've got the imprint of her teeth on the knuckle of my middle finger as I'm typing this. So many teeth, laid out just like my baby teeth were.
The separation anxiety is fierce right now. I think it goes hand in hand with the peekaboo fixation. This kid will hold anything up to her face, up and down and up and down. It's better if you play along, but she'll practice even if you aren't playing.
In less than three weeks, she will be one whole year old. She's gotten an awfully lot done this year.