You made it to one, Ruby. Nice Job.

My very small knowledge of developmental psychology seems to taper off after one year old, unfortunately.  I need to remedy this situation in a hurry.  As predicted though, you have just about all of your cerebral cortex online, in one capacity or another, right now, and there is always a little person there...thoughts, opinions, expectations...strategies.  Dear viewer, if you think it was crazy of us to let a one year old eat this much refined sugar, you are absolutely right...she spent much of her birthday wired like a coke fiend in Miami, waiting for the 1980's to end.  Now, she is trying to walk, in short intervals, and with careful planning, so as not to fall and look foolish.  She demands to be bounced around to music, as always, but nowadays it is almost always her idea.  The little Nile-esque cookie monster growl has come back, for summoning metal to the cd player, or to indicate any situation where the baby is being watonly brutal, such as hurling stuffed toys onto the floor.  She seems much more concerned with having us name every object she can point to than she does with saying the words herself, as if to satify her curisity that previous humans have named everything first.  Sorry..we have, or we can invent them fast.  "That block is a donut shape...a torus....it is red...."  "Donut, umm, that one is octagonal, there are no donuts that shape.  I know, you are finding all the toruses....and stacking them, by round vs. not round..."  Note to self, "Is there such a thing as an octagonal torus?"

Happy birthday, Ruby.