Megan and Chad came to visit for the evening on Tuesday. So Heather got to meet her cousin Charlie. Believe it or not, Charlie is 6 weeks younger than Heather.
Tag: Heather
Heather and the laptop
Heather finally got a long-desired wish; she got to touch the laptop. She was ecstatic.
Maybe it’s my imagination, but it really seems like she caught on to how I type and kind of, sort of tried to make her hands work the same way. She would occasionally stop mashing keys and gently slide her fingers across the touchpad. She also discovered the button that makes the menu pop up and disappear and she spent a bit of time pressing it repeatedly.
Heather Versus the Plums
Jess gave Heather some cut-up plums. She really enjoyed them and made a royal mess. (Sorry for the shaky camera work, I cut it to 17 seconds to avoid the most nauseating part when I start walking to get closer to her.)
She was so pleased with herself. Also, she loves the camera. She’s a complete ham.
Let’s bring this meeting to order. First item of business: We’re going to need more plums.
This is her mugshot from the incident:
“Your charges will never stick! I’ll be back on the streets by tomorrow!”
Heather: 8 months
Heather:
- LOVES taking baths.
- LOVES to look at new things and people.
- HATES when I leave the room. (Sometimes, she hates when I am out of reach. Many of our afternoons are spent with us trying to figure out how I can hold her tight while she crawls around and plays. Obviously, this is impossible, but it seems to be what she would really like.)
- LOVES the VeggieTales opening song. I use it to distract her while I trim her nails!
- LOVES shiny balloons.
- HATES those few seconds between when she realizes I’m going to nurse her and when the nipple actually enters her mouth.
- LOVES eating Cheerios.
- LOVES chewing on things. Sometimes, she’ll grab your finger and shove it in her mouth—right back along the side, not in front— to chew on.
- HATES loud, sudden noises. Also running bathwater or the blender or vacuum. And sirens up close scare the living daylights out of her.
- LOVES playing with hair—mine, Kyle’s, whatever.
- LOVES pulling over the recycling bag and playing with whatever she can find inside.
- LOVES little flashing lights, like on computers.
- HATES story time. (I really, really hope this is temporary. She has always loved it! But she currently seems to greatly prefer our books to library books, which make her squirm and thrash and cry. Strange.)
- LOVES pulling books off bookshelves (or out of boxes).
- LOVES getting vitamins—or anything from a dropper, really. She gets iron twice a day, and a tri-vitamin and fluoride once a day. She loves them all. (In good news, I’ve been able to stop giving her gas drops, though she loved those, too.)
- HATES going to sleep.
- LOVES being held (unless you’re trying to get her to sleep, of course). She’ll crawl a long ways to get you to pick her up. (And then she’ll hoist her armpits at you until you do!)
- LOVES being tossed in the air/held upside-down.
- HATES having her face washed.
- LOVES making noise.
- LOVES squeaking her fingers down the pages of her board books.
- LOVES when Daddy comes home.
It’s getting rather difficult to get candid shots of her; as soon as she sees the camera, she bolts for it:
And a sleep update: Heather’s getting pretty good at staying asleep/soothing herself back to sleep if she wakes up, but she’s also started fighting the initial put-down pretty hard. We’re down to one nap a day, which is insane, but seems to be working alright for us. She’s getting enough total sleep (she usually sleeps 12-13 hours at night, so a one- or two-hour nap is okay, according to her pediatrician), but the stretch between the nap and bedtime gets kind of long some days, and she grumps.
Heather is growing and learning so quickly these days! We have a lot of fun with her, and we love her very much.
Pick me up, Momma
Heather is reaching the needy, clingy stage highlighted by separation anxiety. She also seems to be starting to teethe. So she wants to be held a lot. We pretty much always pick her up the same way, by sliding our hands under her armpits. She appears to have figured this out and when we go to pick her up she won’t reach for us, but she will lift up her arms.
And now she seems to have come up with the idea that if she can get our hands under her armpits then we have to pick her up. This coupled with her daily-increasing mobility makes for some adorable behavior. However, her first issue is that she doesn’t know how to get her legs out of her way, but once that’s sorted out she jumps right into action.
My favorite part is right at the end. Once she gets herself all situated she just stops and looks up at Jess as if to say, “Alright Momma, I did my part, now you have to pick me up.”