We just got home from our trip to California. We celebrated Thanksgiving a day late with the Jovet side of the family at Grandpa and Grandma Jovet's house. It was one of the best Thanksgivings I've had yet. While in CA, I got to go with David and Liliana for their first trip to Disneyland. Emmett stayed home with Grandpa Jovet and the great-grandparents so he could have his naps and regular bed time. Liliana loved seeing all the Disney characters - especially the princesses - and had a good time on the rides (though she found some to be a little scary). She especially loved Toon Town and visiting with Tinker Bell. David had a really good time trying out the rides and seeing all the fun things to do. Sleeping Beauty's Castle was all lit up for Christmas and we all thought it looked amazing.
After the first couple of nights in CA, my sister and her family, my brother and his wife, and my mother all headed back to Utah. We re-arranged where we were sleeping since now there was more room to space people out. Liliana was moved to a cot in the same room with my dad. When I tucked Liliana in for the night, she pointed to my dad's bed and said, "I want to sleep there." I explained that that was Grandpa's bed. She responded with, "Actually, it's my bed." I was able to convince her to go to sleep in the cot that night, though, and thought nothing more of it. A few nights later, my dad went to head for bed and came back out chuckling. He said someone had been sleeping in his bed and was still there! We laughed quietly as we moved her back to her cot. The next night she did it again - and took my dad's pillow with her when she moved back to the cot! That's our little Goldilocks :)
One afternoon in CA Liliana and I took a walk to meet up with David and Emmett at a mall near my Grandparents' house. As we got to the sidewalk just outside the mall, Liliana asked me to pick her up. "Carry me, mommy, so the cars won't die us," she said. I told her we would be safe on the sidewalk, but she wanted to be carried, and was sticking with her reason for the necessity of it. I guess this is what I get for telling her that she has to hold my hand in parking lots so that cars won't squish her.
Emmett had his one year check-up just before we headed out of town. He weighs nearly 28 pounds and is almost 32 inches tall. Big boy! Liliana came with us to Emmett's check-up and she cried when the doctor came in the room and literally climbed up on the chair behind me to hide from him -- even though she wasn't even the one being seen! I still don't really understand why she's so freaked out by the doctor when he's not even the one who administers the vaccines...
Monday, November 22nd Emmett decided to take 9 steps in a row in the waiting room at the dentist's office. Poor David was back getting his teeth checked, so he missed it. Since then, Emmett continues to take a handful of steps here and there, but still prefers to hold someone's hand while walking. Yesterday he took 14 steps in a row - the most consecutive unassisted steps he's taken so far. My baby is definitely entering toddlerhood.
A little while ago I took the kids to the mall so they could play somewhere besides the house (they seemed to be getting a little cabin fever after being stuck at home as a result of all the lousy weather we'd been having). We arrived early - before the shops were open - and just walked around for awhile to get some exercise. Liliana started running ahead of me, saying, "Don't get me!" and looking over her shoulder with an excited grin. Of course I understood that she wanted me to chase her, and "ran" after her with Emmett in the stroller. She squealed happily as we hurried up and down the corridor.