Raspberries

(I tried to post this last week, but due to my cheap-o internet connection that keeps giving out on me, I was unable to finish!) Mommy also doesn't escape from Eole's disciplining methods. Eole has discovered the power of blowing the raspberry, and she is not afraid to use this new weapon. When she truly disapproves of your actions, such as when you momentarily put her down so you can do something truly banal like make dinner, she will call you on the carpet by blowing raspberries in your general direction. This new weapon is also used to call Mommy in the middle of the night to get her a fresh bum or a warm bottle. I tried to catch her on the camera when she was angry, but, whenever a camera is pointed in her general direction, the frowns are quickly replaced with her coos and glowing smiles. Maybe we're preparing for a career on the silver screen? Anyway, the clip below is the best I could do in capturing the raspberries.

To My Coy Mistress

That's right, Andrew Marvell, we have a new coy mistress for you. Although only few days shy of her six month birthday, Eole already knows how to pull at her man's heartstrings. Of course, we are referring to Daddy here. Eole knows that her Daddy should walk in the door around 6PM and then devote the rest of his evening to her. Should he dare dissapoint her by being on overnight call, she punishes him when he finally does come home. When Daddy walks in the door after a 30 hour call period, he'll sweep Eole up into his arms. She will be very happy about this, but direct all her smiles and giggles towards Mommy. Should Daddy try and hold her up so that she is looking him in the face, she will quickly turn her head away, looking for Mommy. She will give Daddy a few furtive glances when he is not looking, but will then quickly turn away so as not to give way her true feelings. This will last for a least a good three hours before Daddy is finally forgiven for abandoing his girl, and is let back into her good graces. By the way, she learned NONE of this behavior from her Mommy!

barley mush

The pediatrician and our auntie who is also a pediatrician, told me Eole was ready to start on solids-- if you can call barley mush "solids"-- over a month ago. In my heart, I knew she was ready as well. Just after her three month birthday, she started insisting on sitting at the table with us during dinner. Perched on daddy or mommy's lap, she would intently watch each bite we would take, and even look slightly insulted that the food-laden fork was not first offered to her. She may have been ready for solids, but I sure wasn't. It took me an extra month, two baby feeding books, and a carefully calculated feeding schedule before I felt ready to leave our strictly liquid diet. Last Sunday, we took the plunge. Don't let the video clip below fool you however. Although at first excited, now only three days later she will purse her lips and turn away from me when I approach with her spoon full of gruel. Can you blame her??

a few of my favorite things...

Taking after her mommy, Eole loves a good, long soak in the tub after a hard day's work of snuggles, cuddles, and naps. Life is so hard when you are five months old! The following clip will also show that Eole has recently discovered the upper range of her voice, moving from the deep contra-alto of her birth. **WARNING! Although we tried to "censor" the following clip as much as possible, there was a slight wardrobe malfunction.

Welcome!

Welcome to Eole's blog! My goal is to update once a week with what Eole-- aka Baby Girl, aka Oca, aka Goosey Girl, aka Angel Kisses-- is up to. However, seeing as I have never succeeded at keeping a written journal of any kind, this may end up being a feeble attempt at recording my precious baby girl's milestones. Wish me luck as we embark on this brave adventure, this brave new world...of babyhood, that is.