Entertaining visitors

For a change, grandma and grandad came to our place for tea. We usually go to their place, but their oven is broken, so they brought the food, used our oven, and we all shared a meal.

Lasagne! I had some. It was good.

I tried to stand up in my high chair again. I was quickly sat back down. Then dad shoved a pillow between me and the back of the highchair, and it meant I didn't have enough space to wriggle myself to a standing position. Dad said a side effect would be a much comfier high chair.

I showed grandma and grandad all my fancy bath moves. I don't usually have an audience in the bath, so it was a little overwhelming, but I soon got back into the swing of standing and splashing and playing with Ernie and his boat.

Rewrites

We have lots of books to read. Some are better than others.

I have some Golden Books, just like the ones mum and dad had when they were little. But mine are in pristine condition, no tattered corners yet...We were reading one the other day when dad announced 'these are written really badly'.

Today we were reading a different story and dad announced 'this is written really badly'. So he made up his own story using the pictures.

Instead of the playful dog getting bored with the red ball (yes, they actually used the word 'bored'), the playful dog practiced bowling like Warney! We also thought we could do a better job than rhyming 'inside' with 'night'!

Dad enjoyed the new-improved story a lot more. He says we're actually going to rewrite it properly, print out the new words, and stick them in the book.

Next, we're going to rewrite Scuffy the Tugboat...

Socks off!

I'm learning things so fast mum is having a big job trying to keep up.

Today I figured out how to stand up in my high chair. Apparently it's not as cool as I thought, because mum did not clap, like she usually does when I do something clever. If there was the opposite of a clap, she did that.

Good thing I'm always supervised in the high chair.

My socks are always coming off, usually by accident. But today I figured out how to whoosh them off with a couple of tugs. It wasn't the best day to try this trick, being one of the coldest days I've ever experienced. This little coastal baby is in for a shock come proper winter time.

Mum did notice me in the car making a few moves with my sock, as if I was trying to get it back on. I didn't manage to do it, but she was impressed with my efforts.

Eating with the grown ups

I've eaten at the table for a while now - my little high chair pulled up next to mum or dad, but today was the first time I've eaten the same thing as the adults were eating.

Tuna Mornay and rice.

It took me a while to get the hang of it. The look on my face after the first bite was something along the lines of I'm thinking of spitting this out' - but I didn't, and after the third mouthful I was fine.

I think we ended up eating the same food because yesterday when we went shopping dad grabbed a few cans of baby food. We like to have a few cans of food in case we run out of my homemade meals (not the breastmilk - it's hard to run out of that!). Dad noticed there were lots of cans we hadn't tried. Cans with age limits much closer to mine. They'd still been getting me the 6 month cans and there are cans for 10 month olds. We got one, opened it up, and saw it looked pretty much like a sloppy version of a meal mum would make.

Funny legs

I spent most* of the day laughing.

Dad discovered my ticklish legs and we had a great time joking around this morning. The balls of my feet are a bit ticklish too. But tickles are only good in moderation...Too much is not so good.

We read a few stories before we went shopping. My interest in books is coming back. I still get a little distracted around storytime, but dad is quite impressed that I like to point to point to all the faces of the people in the book.

I skipped my morning sleep, and slowed down a bit as the day went on, but by the time it came for my bath I perked up (like I usually do) and resumed laughing when dad squirted water from my little plastic whale.

*There were five minutes where I cried. This was caused by an ambitious head-first move off dad's lap onto the floor. It was only a ten centimetre fall, but it hurt, and left me with a little lump on my head. I forgot it soon after, and went back to laughing.

Something old, something new

I'm back to my rolling over on the change table trick. I think it's hilarious. And when mum or dad try to flip me over onto my back I get a little whingy. Nappy change time is time for acrobatics!

Speaking of nappies, I'm trying out some new ones. I've been in the one brand since I was born. We were given lots of advice when I arrived into the world, and one piece was 'there's a reason why cheap nappies are cheap'. Some friends had tried out all the available nappies and ended up using the premier brand, so when it was time to buy a box, we went straight to the good ones.

My supply was running low yesterday (I think we got down to about 6 at home, and none at grandma's - grandma had to 'recycle' a nappy for me on Monday!) we couldn't find any of the good ones for a reasonable price, and when mum saw some cheapies on sale she thought we might give them a try. So far, so good...But they don't have Pooh Bear on them...

Earl of Sandwich

I had my first sandwich.

Just like the Earl of Sandwich, we were in a hurry, and instead of giving me some mushed up avocado, and then some toast fingers afterwards, mum put the avocado on the toast, and voila, my first toasted sandwich!

I have a new food trick, after each spoonful of breakfast and tea today I stuck my finger in my mouth. It made a bit of a mess, but dad thinks it's just me discovering where all the food goes.