The Weekly Peanut, Issue 6
We had such a busy month we decided to take it a little easy this week in preparation for our upcoming St. Louis trip. Apparently, Daphne's cookie thievery has been mostly averted by having her own snacks to scarf at day care. We are also letting her eat more solids in addition to her bottles at day care. Daphne's attitude is EAT ALL THE THINGS right now and it would appear it's paying off because she is definitely growing even since last week.
Such a fun if low-key weekend! Saturday was errand/productivity day. We started out by grabbing some breakfast (Daphne insisted on being fed an entire jar of baby food while we ate). Then we all went to Lowe's to get some stuff for the back yard. Daphne loved looking at all the flowers. And trying to chew on the cart (hooray for liquid sanitizer that I now rub on EVERYTHING before she touches it).
Then we went down to our favorite coffee shop to say good luck to the owners who are about to have their first baby. No luck, they weren't there, so we wandered down to Rainbow Sno and Daphne got to try her first snow cone.
She loved it. Like there was any doubt. She only had a couple of bites and I'm pretty sure she mostly drooled it back out.
She managed to catch a few Zzz's in the car so we went up to Costco. I dropped her burp cloth/cart cover in a giant nasty puddle in the parking lot (ugghhhh) so we had to improvise but we survived. Daphne loved touching all the fruit. Actually, she liked touching everything. She would just lean out the cart with her hand trailing along the rows so she could touch everything.
When we got home I took the new camera for a test drive. I really do have the best model ever.
Sunday morning we went down to Sweet Tomatoes again for breakfast buffet. We were ready to experiment. Daphne went into the big girl high chair and in an attempt to keep her from driving us nuts while we ate, I made her up a little plate of plain noodles and peas all mashed up. She went NUTS. She kept looking up at me like "Jeez, Ma, FINALLY I've been trying to get you to let me eat like a grown up for months now." She made a little mess, but she ate a LOT of it and seemed to have a lot of fun, and she didn't scream for us to share with her until near the end when we were having cinnamon biscuits (and who can blame her?). We walked around Best Buy then went home so Ian could do some more stuff around the house.
That night we stopped by Oblivion Taproom to support some friends that were helping to put on the Dogfish Head beer dinner. If you haven't figured it out already, we ARE that couple with the baby in the bar. To keep her entertained, I let her sit on the table with me while she proceeded to quite thoroughly shred a napkin. Seriously, one little napkin, she made streamers out of it. So I helped her make it into a hairbow.
Daphne was not amused.
On Monday after work, Ian was put in charge of entertaining Daphne while I cooked dinner. After a while in the kitchen I realized things were eerily quiet. I peeked into the living room and found....
Ian was over the moon. She hasn't fallen asleep/cuddled/napped with us in MONTHS. I had a sneaking suspicion we would pay for letting her drift off so close to bed time but I let Ian enjoy his moment while we ate dinner. I hate to say I was right, but... yeah I know my kid. I picked her up off the chair to give her bath time and was gifted with a screaming fit the likes of which we have not seen since the reflux era. She got herself so worked up she couldn't nurse because she was gagging and hiccuping so much. Ian had to take her for a walk outside to get her distracted enough to calm down so she could eat. Silly. Baby.
In developmental news, if Daphne is holding still she is STANDING. I snuck a quick shot of her when she wasn't looking.
We've counted her at over 10 seconds unassisted standing at this point. Last night she even took a step (and then wiped out, but she's so close!). She is still terrorizing us over food. Last night we had to put her in the packnplay just so we could eat dinner without her screaming at us and yanking at our plates. Food terrorist. She's also got a new smile. I call it the hardcore cheez. She does it at day care, too. Sometimes she'll just be in a good mood and she'll look up and give you this huge squinty crinkly-faced grin. Cracks me up.
I will leave you with the cutest video yet. Daphne having some good belly laughs.