Monday, May 13, 2013

Sophia Watch: Nine Months

I submit to you that there is nothing cuter than a little girl in a ruffled skirt and leggings.  Especially when that little girl is our NINE-month-old Sophia!!


Our wee Fifi continues to grow -- at her nine-month appointment, she weighed 17 lbs., 9 oz. (50th percentile) and was 28 inches long (75th percentile).  We had to fill out this fairly extensive Ages and Stages Questionnaire for this checkup (which I think is new -- our pediatric practice didn't require us to do this 2.5 years ago for Joshua), which was an interesting exercise in evaluating and challenging Sophia.  She's right on track for communication, problem-solving, fine motor, and personal-social skills, but she's ever so slightly behind the curve on her gross motor skills.  Which we've known, given her utter contentment with her immobility.  :)  Our pediatrician isn't particularly concerned, especially since there are no physiological reasons why Sophia isn't moving around much (no hip dysplasia, and her core muscles are certainly strong enough), so he's given us some ideas of games and exercises we can do with Sophia.

So I've started a bit of a baby bootcamp with her this week, encouraging her to stand while grabbing onto toys on the couch and doing more floor time with her.  She's fine with it for maybe 1-2 minutes at a time, and then she'll start pouting and huffing with displeasure, craning her neck around to try to fix me with a baleful glare -- it's actually really funny and cute.  And she's discovering civil disobedience as well -- she's figured out that she can just slump and refuse to put her weight on her legs... But the lure of rattles and toys (and sometimes, when I need to bring out the big guns, my phone) are generally enough to encourage her to stay on her feet for at least some of her awake time!

Oh!  And she did manage to roll over from belly to back this month!  Woot!

Perhaps the biggest change we've seen this month has been in her interactiveness.  She's mastered the art of grabbing, and will happily amuse herself by gripping various toys or blankets or her own clothes. But what she loves more than anything is to try to grab our faces.  :)  She loves playing with my chin while I burp her, and she really, really loves grabbing whatever part of her brother is within range.  As a result, Joshua has realized this month that Sophia is pretty much the coolest toy EVER.  Sometimes, it's really wonderful to watch these new depths of interaction between the two of them -- Joshua loves giving Sophia small toys to grab and shake, and she laughs like crazy while she tries to grab hold of his arms or face.  But other times, it seems Joshua still thinks of Sophia as more of a toy than a person, and it requires a lot of hands-on refereeing to make sure he doesn't, say, pile all the blankets on her face or treat her like a bobblehead doll...  Thankfully, Sophia is still very patient with him, and he's learning that Sophia's frowns and cries are her version of saying "no, thank you."

And other milestones reached this month: her second tooth popped through (without tooooo much fuss, so hopefully she's getting more used to this process?), she fed herself puffs and Mum-Mums for the first time, and she grows more vocal every day.  Including some precious "mamamama" sounds to break up the more usual chorus of "dadadadas."  :)

And she discovered how very, very tasty the onesie stickers are this month...













She gave me that last face when I made her stop eating her sticker and sit up straight next to her bunny.  :)

Happy nine months, sweetheart!  We love you so much!

Friday, April 26, 2013

Sophia vs. the Mum-Mum

I started writing out silly captions, in the vein of Joshua's first encounter with cake, but really, I think the photos are funny and cute enough as a series on their own.  :)  So without further ado, I present: Sophia's first attempt to feed herself a Mum-Mum!

























Epilogue: Mum-Mums come in packs of two.  Guess what happened to the second one in this pack...

Monday, April 15, 2013

The English language is super confusing

Just wanted to chronicle a few of the unintentionally hilarious moments of language acquisition happening around here of late.  :)  And because a post is always more interesting with photos, I'm also including a selection of my favorite recent Instagram pics of the wee boy!


We were reading through one of Joshua's illustrated Bibles, and we got to the story of Noah and the ark.  Joshua has been on an identification kick lately, asking me all the time "who is that?"  (Even when we're out at a store -- it's sweet how much faith he has in my omniscience!)  There's a picture of Noah working on the ark with another younger man, so Joshua asked me to identify the characters:

J: "Mama, who is that?"
Me: "That's Noah."
J: "And who is that?"
Me: "I think that's Noah's son."
J, nodding sagely: "Yes, no sun.  The sun is hiding.  I think it's behind the clouds.  But Mama," pointing again, more insistently, "who is that??"


I like blowing raspberries on Sophia's belly during playtime, because it always brings forth these cute little startled giggles.  She was lying down on a blanket one morning while Joshua was playing nearby, and he looked up when I blew my first raspberry.

J: "Oh!  Sophia laughs!"
Me: "Yes, I think she likes it when I give her raspberries!"
J: "Raspberry for Joshua?  Joshua eat raspberries??"
Me: "Oh, I'm sorry, honey, not that kind of raspberry..."

Anticipating a toddler meltdown (Joshua loves raspberries, and we didn't have any berries of any kind in the house), I was about to explain the difference when Joshua surprised me by reaching over to Sophia's belly, plucking an imaginary berry, and pretending to eat it with great glee.  So now,  the word "raspberries" means it's time to harvest the imaginary crop growing out of Sophia's belly!


Joshua has a small soft fabric ball that he's allowed to throw around indoors.  Usually, he plays nicely with it in the living room, but the other day, he followed me into the dining room area and threw the ball with great force at the table.  I immediately took the ball away and tried to capitalize on a teaching moment.

Me: "Joshua, we do not throw balls at the table.  See all the stuff on it that you could break?  You could hit the computer, you could hit the glass..."
J, formulating the new rules in his head: "We don't hit the table."
Me, excited: "That's right!"
J, who still confuses you and I: "You don't hit the table.  You can hit the computer, you can hit the glass, but not the table!!"


(This one I've shared on FB already, but it's too cute not to memorialize here!)

David and I were having a grown-up conversation in the living room, and Joshua desperately wanted to run fast with his papa.

J: "Papa, Papa, Papa -- no talking! No talking!"
Me: "Joshua, don't shout 'no talking.' What do you say when you want to get someone's attention?
J: "May I have no talking, please?"

The correct answer was "excuse me," but it's good to know our other lessons on basic manners are sinking in!