Today Baby O ate green beans for the first time. It is a thrill watching her pick up little pieces in her hand, raise her hand to her mouth, and then try to figure out how to unfurl her fingers at the right moment and right angle for the green bean to be consumed. Sometimes she does it while watching me, as I watch her.
She also enjoyed some goat cheese and challah bread today, not to mention egg frittata, grapes, and raspberries. She has gone quickly from an all sweet potatoes and rice cereal diet to daily menus of stunning variety.
Another first for her today was being left with someone other than her parents, for a whole hour and a half. According to the report we received: she went for a walk in her stroller, saw bunnies in the grass, and then took a nap in her stroller; she woke up, played peek-a-boo, climbed stairs, and took books off shelves, and thus was entertained enough not to cry once for her parents. This must be a good sign--we are raising an independent baby--but of course, it makes me wonder, didn't she miss us at all?!
Meanwhile, her parents experienced the novelty of both riding in the front seats of the car at the same time. We went to Friends Meeting, where I kept my blackberry on vibrate next to my leg, and checked regularly in case I had received a text message that somehow failed to vibrate--not the best circumstances for appreciating meditative silence.
I grew up in the Ann Arbor Meeting, and I do find the silence relaxing even while being on baby message alert. The sweep of the wooden beams and the leafy garden area outside the glass doors give me reassurance of continuity, to be found even in the most winding of paths.
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