Babbling Baby

I really love this photo of Harry cracking it big time on her Papa - does that make me evil Mama? Well, so be it. I also love the mega-drool patch right down the front of her singlet, a very attractive look. I can't remember precisely what it was that made her so incredibly unhappy that day but boy it was obviously something really important.


Here's Harriet in her current favourite position - sitting up. She *loves* it and gets very frustrated that she can't sit like that all the time. This week she did a surprise roll from tummy to back, so I also helped her with a little push off to go from back to tummy. Bad idea! Now she gets to her side from her back (which she has been doing for a while) and starts screaming because she can't get enough oomph to flip right over on to her back. It must be so frustrating being a baby, just lying there on your back unable to move. Even Christopher Reeve could move between rooms.

On Saturday we went for a walk to the library to get some new books. And wow - did we pick a doozy! 'Yum Yum Molly' is apparently the most fascinating epic for babies - it will transform her from upset to gurgling in about one minute. We have to do a bit of editorialising because there is some consumption of miscellaneous animal parts (in the form of salami) and Jimbo keeps repeating the book in a singsong voice throughout the rest of the day which drives me batty. But it is this week's LotR for babies.

Speaking of the weekend, the verandah was finally finished - yay! It looks totally awesome. Jan also weeded our entire front yard, and if you knew the size of the yard and the number of weeds, you'd be amazed at such a feat being completed in less than one lifetime. Here Harriet is helping out with the placement of the string line. You also get a good look at her awesome mohawk style hair too.

And the verandah being built made Harry a very happy girl, because as soon as we were all celebrating its completion, she started cooing and laughing like the sweet peach that she is. In other updates in Harriet's life, this was the week she decided to start talking - and we mean REALLY talking! In the morning she has taken to lying there babbling away to her hands for about an hour, which might be cute if we were already awake, but 5.30am is too early for these old curmudgeons. She will babble using the occasional real syllable at any opportunity. Her other favourite game this week is to dance around to Badly Drawn Boy and get aeroplanes high into the air, ending with a big raspberry on the belly. I want to be a baby again...oh well, not long until the aged home where you get changed, fed and wheeled around everywhere.