September 30, 2009

smiles for daddy

One thing I love: Bridget breaks into a huge smile whenever she hears Al's voice or sees his face. And she belly laughs at the simplest things he does (of course, I could try for hours and only get a half-hearted, "huh" [not even a "ha"]). She's definitely daddy's girl. So much for his fears that she won't like him.

Here she is making a classic "Al face." Beth always says that while she looks like me, Bridget's expressions are all Al's.

September 27, 2009

september's blog post

I know I'm beginning to sound like a broken record, but... Wow! I can't believe how long it's been since I posted! I'm going to try to go at least weekly again, I swear...

Bridget is almost officially six and a half months old (she will be tomorrow). She is also about 20 pounds (I wasn't until I was nine months old, according to my baby book) and 28 inches. That equals twelve-month clothing, people. She is fascinated with my hair and has discovered her own (she likes to touch and pull mine, and I have caught her rubbing her own head as if in comparison). She likes noses, both grabbing onto them and, for the past few weeks, putting her finger into them (other people's, not her own). She started waving "Hi!" officially today. I say officially because Auntie Laura (daycare Auntie) thinks she's been doing it for about a week, but I think those two times were just her way of touching things (like the screen door). She likes to hit the palm of her hand or her fingertips against different surfaces in order to feel them. Today, though, she started studying her hand, bending her fingers as if waving to herself, and then waving her entire arm frantically every time I said, "Hi, Bridget!" She also loves the praise when I clap and say, "Yay!"

Bridget loves daycare, by the way. Never missed me one bit. Since day one, she has had a wonderful time screeching at the other children (I have a loud, talkative daughter!), played hard, and slept hard (takes three hour naps there, too). She came home during week one sitting up on her own. Al actually saw it before I did, because the second day she was in, I ended up with a migraine so bad that I couldn't keep anything down. Al took care of her after he got home so I could go to sleep. The next night, I was watching Bridget and Al play and couldn't believe she was sitting by herself. Al said, "Oh, yeah, she was doing that last night." Like, Big deal. I've seen this already. And here he was disappointed that I get to see everything first...

Another thing Bridget can do is say "Dada." I know she doesn't really know it's a word yet, but she tries out a lot of sounds now (I swear she sounds like a little Chinese baby because of the sounds she makes!) and imitated me right away when I said, "Say 'Dada.'" She does it over and over and over again, too, and she even whispers sometimes. So cute! Not crawling yet (younger cousin Lily is though--go Lily!), and no teeth yet even though she's been gnawing on stuff for about two or three months now. I didn't get my first teeth until I was seven months, but I keep expecting to see hers any day. We'll see how long it takes them to come in. This month was chock full of activity, from the Renaissance Festival to the park (we went on my birthday) and the family reunion. And in about half an hour (if I can get her up and fed in time--just heard her, so I might just make it) we're headed to dad's for a family dinner (I made chili). Til next time!

Oh, here are some pics: Renaissance Festival, Family Reunion, September pics