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Two steps back

I caught Emelyn’s cold over the weekend. So yesterday I spent the day at home. I’m actually pleased about the whole thing, now, because Emelyn managed her first crawl yesterday, and I was around for it.

As you’d imagine, Azure and I began hoopin’ and hollerin’ in the heat of the moment. She crawled! She crawled! Having since watched the instant-replay footage on our videocamera, I’ll now grudgingly admit it wasn’t the most spectacular display of infant mobility ever seen. Let’s just say that Emelyn’s short program was decidedly cautious, forgoing the triple-axel jump and the lutz for the time being. Still, she did propel herself a good 16-18 inches from her starting position, clearly using both her arms and her legs. You couldn’t exactly categorize her motions as a roll, pivot, or push. So I’d call it a crawl. (Tiny detail: she can only do this going backwards. But that counts, right? Kind of?)

Another routine

Yesterday it snowed on me as I cycled to the train station, and the fields I pass in the train were all covered in white. Didn’t last, of course. Looking out the windows today, it’s almost hard to tell it’s winter, save for the smoke rising from passing chimneys.

Here is what our mornings are like.

Emelyn starts her day with a DVD (not really - she always spends a half-hour in our bed, first, getting fed and changed and pawing at our faces). But most days, while I’m running in circles trying to get ready, Azure spins a few minutes of Baby Bach while she quickly prepares breakfast for Emmie and herself.

It’s too sweet a scene to leave: Emelyn’s in her pajamas, still, wearing her tiny fleece vest and sitting upright on the living room floor. The boppy pillow is behind her. There’s a toy in her hand, of course - lately it’s been the birdie from her ‘Are You My Mother?’ book. And, yeah, she’s watching TV with absolutely huge eyes. Today when I left, the screen was showing a closeup of a lava lamp, with some sonata playing in the background. She loves it.

I never get out the door without saying ‘bye’. Emmie shoots me this “Where do you think you’re going?” look. So I wave, and she grins back. Azure walks out from the kitchen stirring baby’s breakfast.

And then I’m on my bike, going to the train station.

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Chillin' in the crib

Emelyn’s got a proper nursery now, and I’ve got a wrenched back. Both resulted from moving Emelyn’s fully-assembled wooden crib outside our master bedroom, half-ways down the stairs, up over the banister, a tad into the bathroom, a flip over and under, and then into the guest room. Mind you, ours is a little English terrace house, so the distance travelled was only twelve feet, but my, what a twisty, turny twelve-foot journey thatwas.

Course, if you really get down to it, the real reason I’m suddenly strutting around with this inflexible, zombie-like gait isn’t because we moved her crib, it’s because we didn’t take the crib apart, first. Now that’s a quintessential Azure-and-Jason execution, if I ever saw such a thing: after all, why waste 10 minutes dis-assembling a crib when you can spend 90 minutes lifting it over your head? (And then dis-assembling it to get it through the very last door.)

Anyhow. Emelyn, for her part, is doing just dandy in her new digs. She’s sleeping much better, especially when we first put her down in the evening. In retrospect, there was probably way too much street noise in our front bedroom, where her crib used to be; things can get briefly riotous when the pub down the street lets out.

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Not a ton of other news to report. Mobility is the other big change with Emmie, I suppose. She’s not crawling, yet, but she definitely understands the roll-to-where-you-want-to-be tactic. This necessitated the recent purchase of a Graco pack-n-play for our living room; I’m now fully confident that there will not be a single piece of adult furniture left in our house a year from today. In fact, I might as well trade in this Thinkpad for a Leapfrog Learning Laptop, right now…

Sweet Potato

Emelyn got a super-cute dinnerware set with Moomin characters from some friends in Tokyo, a gift which arrived here just in time for her first taste of ‘solid’ food (apart from rice cereal, if that counts). She found the taste somewhat surprising, I think.

See for yourself:

Rattle

I know I promised a video about Em eating sweet potato, but here’s a clip about a rattle, instead…

Hi!

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