Rebecca's Twelfth Month

June 9, 1998 - July 8, 1998

Tickle Tickle!	Father's Day...I'm pretty musical!
Swinging like monkeys at Kajsa's party	This face could drag anyone from a good night's sleep!

I have become quite a little talker these days. I try saying lots of multi syllable words like "doorbell", "diaper", "water", and "kitty cat". I have a raspy little sweet low voice. I like to climb on things and go head first down my new clubhouse slide. I'm starting to drink half formula and half regular milk these days. I have started tossing food off my high chair tray. At Kajsa's birthday party I kept trying to unwrap the presents before it was time.