8 months 2 days (35 weeks)
Aug. 14th, 2019 11:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
petronia Alan's finally started saying syllables! I have to say he doesn't actually seem late to this compared to the other babies of our acquaintance, but the milestones charts make it seem like it ought to have started earlier. Also, I have generally avoided poop details in this diary, but recently he has been making funny poop balls, like golf balls, that I throw in the toilet and flush.
The weather is lovely, mid-twenties with nippy mornings, none of the dusty exhausted languor you sometimes get at the end of summer. Alan's back to napping in the stroller, and we can also hang out on my balcony, where a good game is trying and just failing to catch the tinkling wind chimes by their trailing string. He seems much more of a little person to me, now that he's able to do things like sit on his heels to play, or kneel up to peer over the (closed) windowsill at the street below, or stand while holding onto the coffee table. I carry him from room to room and let him rampage about on the floor as I do chores. I feel like I have a buddy; it's motivating that he's always glad to see me and stick by my side. XD Except when he crawls under the table while I'm on the computer and bites my toes. Or when he eats the rubber knob off the doorstop! That was a bad moment -- he chewed on it like it was bubble gum, making a puddle of drool on the floor. Then he managed to twist off the entire wire coil, somehow.
Had a couple of fussy nights which is more difficult now that he can stand up in his crib and wail, but not sit back down. The second night I was so exhausted I didn't go to him and after 30 minutes or so I heard him fall over. :( Last night I put him in long PJs again and he slept well.
Went to the first birthday party of A. from mom & baby yoga. It turns out they live in the converted Methodist church near the Canadian Tire, which I'd always wondered about. A lovely airy renovation on the inside, still with the original ivy-covered windows; they put an inflatable pool in the living room filled with toys, as a sort of massive playpen for all the little kids. A.'s mom is Japanese and so were several other moms in attendance. I met two lovely children who were, mythically, half-Asian blonds XD (not straw-blond, but ruddy and dark-gold).
Oh, and I have to mention that we're going to Halifax for a week in September. A dry run for China, later in the autumn.
The weather is lovely, mid-twenties with nippy mornings, none of the dusty exhausted languor you sometimes get at the end of summer. Alan's back to napping in the stroller, and we can also hang out on my balcony, where a good game is trying and just failing to catch the tinkling wind chimes by their trailing string. He seems much more of a little person to me, now that he's able to do things like sit on his heels to play, or kneel up to peer over the (closed) windowsill at the street below, or stand while holding onto the coffee table. I carry him from room to room and let him rampage about on the floor as I do chores. I feel like I have a buddy; it's motivating that he's always glad to see me and stick by my side. XD Except when he crawls under the table while I'm on the computer and bites my toes. Or when he eats the rubber knob off the doorstop! That was a bad moment -- he chewed on it like it was bubble gum, making a puddle of drool on the floor. Then he managed to twist off the entire wire coil, somehow.
Had a couple of fussy nights which is more difficult now that he can stand up in his crib and wail, but not sit back down. The second night I was so exhausted I didn't go to him and after 30 minutes or so I heard him fall over. :( Last night I put him in long PJs again and he slept well.
Went to the first birthday party of A. from mom & baby yoga. It turns out they live in the converted Methodist church near the Canadian Tire, which I'd always wondered about. A lovely airy renovation on the inside, still with the original ivy-covered windows; they put an inflatable pool in the living room filled with toys, as a sort of massive playpen for all the little kids. A.'s mom is Japanese and so were several other moms in attendance. I met two lovely children who were, mythically, half-Asian blonds XD (not straw-blond, but ruddy and dark-gold).
Oh, and I have to mention that we're going to Halifax for a week in September. A dry run for China, later in the autumn.
