Dear Elena,
Whew, it seems like more than half a year ago that we were living in the “summer house” when I went into labor after that Market of Choice chocolate cake (that’s three Moms I know for whom it’s worked; we’ll have to work on their marketing of this particular baked good).
A short list of highlights from the last month, along with a slew of photos:
- You started to eat food.
- You started to feed yourself with a spoon (today), a mere ten days after we started feeding you. I guess you really like lentils.
Lentils and applesauce. Who needs pudding?
- You’re so close to crawling. You roll around, pretty effortlessly getting where you want to go – to touch a toy, see the fire in the wood stove, bonk your head on the stairs, get stuck under a chair. You’ve been lifting up into a plank for a few weeks, and you’ve recently started to lift your butt even higher, into a modified downward dog. Just today, I saw you get on all fours, into the crawling position.
Working on the crawl
- You went snowshoeing last weekend.
- You’re continually amused and entertained by your brother, who loves you and also likes to make loud noises that make you cry. He’s still learning about cause and effect. I’m sorry you’re his newest guinea pig.
Sylvan digs the great-tailed grackle
- You’re completely done crying just because you’re in the car.
- You weathered your six-month shots like a champ.
- If you’re crying for a reason other than sleepiness, pain, or hunger, the Itsy-Bitsy Spider almost always turns you around.
I love you,
Mommy
Sylvan took 121 pictures in 12 minutes. Here's one.
And another
There's more than one truck lover in this family
"Power hair," as Sylvan calls it. Maybe Gramma Diana said something about static electricity?