Ooohh… she is 17 months now. Sweet and pleasant she is.

It was a doubt when I have her in my womb. I did not know if I can share my heart to one more person.

But, it doesn’t require a lot efforts to love her. You don’t even have to try. You will fall in love for her instantly.

This little gal has it. Her personality, her cheerful smile, she is blooming just as her name: Chloe.

In her 17 months, she has mastered stair climbing skill — she can go down by the stairs without help; first time it was a horror for me–, able to communicate in human language her most favorite word is: MAWUUU… (want).

She is also able to do simple order, like: “Chloe, get your pants.” She will rush to her room, pull out a pants from the drawer, push the drawer back and bring the pants to me.

And, she will tell you whenever she thinks its time to poo-poo, “Pook!” Unfortunately, she still can not tell me when she feels like to pee.

She loves books. Aaaahhh, she will get you read for her over and over. She never gets enough with the books. Her brother Joel can read at 3yo 6mo. It’s quite early. But, I’m pretty sure Chloe will get her literacy earlier. Recently, I found that she recognize the number 4. “Empak,” or empat means four. This number means nothing for her, for sure. FYI, we don’t teach her to read nor adopt any teach-your-baby-to-read methods. All we do is read to her. Anything, anywhere. Sometimes, she will read the book herself — pretended to read actually — and babbling out some cute words. My sister said that her babbling sounds like Thai. Hahha.

Happy 17mo, Dek.

Tags: Chloe

Posted by: admin Sat, 31 Oct 2009 @7:21 pm