Andrea’s Weblog

Baby wrestling should be an olympic sport. There are times I feel like taking a bow after a successful diaper change. I have to keep reminding myself that I am almost 8 times bigger than this little wiggle worm. We were on vacation last week and had many wonderful meals out at restaurants. Elizabeth was awesome, but it was a workout to keep her corraled and off the floor. We had to keep switching her from arm to arm, parent to parent when the fun of the high chair or zwieback cracker wore off. Several people came up to us and asked “is she always this good?”

We haven’t made any more progress toward crawling; instead, she seems focused on standing. If you try to sit her down, she refuses to bend her legs. I’ll hold her hands to sit her down, but she’ll keep her legs straight and plant her feet as you try to sit her down and doesn’t usually give in till she’s reclined at a 30 degree angle to the floor. Today we were practicing standing alone and she stood for a few seconds, using her arms for balance. Last week she pulled herself up to a standing position on the side of the tub but immediately fell on her bum.

She likes scooting around on the floor and gets around quite well crawling in reverse, that is, until her feet get tangled up. Somehow she manages to get into enough trouble without crawling. Our poor fern is not going to last long- between both the cats and Elizabeth picking off leaves. Some days I worry that she’ll think her name is “No!”