Veronica slept for over 10 hours the night before last, from 11:30 p.m. to around 9:45 a.m. Should that qualify for the baby book's "First Time She Slept Through the Night" category?
In the meantime, she continues to amaze us. She is now smiling a lot, but the things that make her smile are not only us, but also corners. Yup, you read that right. Corners. She has been known to look over your shoulder at a ceiling corner, where the walls meet the ceiling. The explanations for this range from the fanciful ("Are there angels there that we can't see?" my mom would coo) to the logical ("The intersection of three planes is probably fascinating if you're noticing it for the first time," Jason said) but we still can't really figure it out, only to hope she'll be a math genius or an architect someday.
When we take her for walks, she loves trees. She'll sit there in her stroller, open-eyed but pretty emotionless, until we walk under or beside a tree. Then her eyes lock onto it. Her eyes then widen, and her little mouth drops open into an "O". She'll follow the sight of the tree until we're past it, then go back to normal until we're passing another one. This never ceases to amuse us, and we're thankful our neighborhood has lots of sidewalks and trees.
Her coos are more frequent, and they now have more than one syllable. No real constanant sounds yet, unless she's crying or whining (in which case she goes "Muh. Muh. Muuuuuuhhhh....") but that's to be expected. I just love hearing her coo, though. It's the prettiest sounds I've ever heard.
She loves the feeling of hair, too. I know that sounds silly, but she loves stroking her own hair, or the hair on Jason's arms when he's holding her. It's strange; we know she's still just a baby, it's too early to tell anything, and we don't want to pressure her into anything. But with these few little things, we're convinces she's going to be a math whiz. A botanist. A hairstylist. A scientist who studies hair loss and lives in a forest. You get the idea. So, so silly, and yet we find ourselves doing it all the time.
I need to get going; we're going to run some errands, and walk over to an open house a few blocks away, hopefully passing several fascinating trees along the way. :-)
In the meantime, she continues to amaze us. She is now smiling a lot, but the things that make her smile are not only us, but also corners. Yup, you read that right. Corners. She has been known to look over your shoulder at a ceiling corner, where the walls meet the ceiling. The explanations for this range from the fanciful ("Are there angels there that we can't see?" my mom would coo) to the logical ("The intersection of three planes is probably fascinating if you're noticing it for the first time," Jason said) but we still can't really figure it out, only to hope she'll be a math genius or an architect someday.
When we take her for walks, she loves trees. She'll sit there in her stroller, open-eyed but pretty emotionless, until we walk under or beside a tree. Then her eyes lock onto it. Her eyes then widen, and her little mouth drops open into an "O". She'll follow the sight of the tree until we're past it, then go back to normal until we're passing another one. This never ceases to amuse us, and we're thankful our neighborhood has lots of sidewalks and trees.
Her coos are more frequent, and they now have more than one syllable. No real constanant sounds yet, unless she's crying or whining (in which case she goes "Muh. Muh. Muuuuuuhhhh....") but that's to be expected. I just love hearing her coo, though. It's the prettiest sounds I've ever heard.
She loves the feeling of hair, too. I know that sounds silly, but she loves stroking her own hair, or the hair on Jason's arms when he's holding her. It's strange; we know she's still just a baby, it's too early to tell anything, and we don't want to pressure her into anything. But with these few little things, we're convinces she's going to be a math whiz. A botanist. A hairstylist. A scientist who studies hair loss and lives in a forest. You get the idea. So, so silly, and yet we find ourselves doing it all the time.
I need to get going; we're going to run some errands, and walk over to an open house a few blocks away, hopefully passing several fascinating trees along the way. :-)
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