24 November 2006
a day of firsts
Oy, missed another week and all I’ve got to post is more baby stuff. She does have a tendency to consume more of my time than many other things at the moment, so I suppose I shouldn’t be surprised for such to spill over into something like this.
So. Yesterday was her first Thanksgiving. I’m pretty sure Thanksgiving’s not too high on the list of the big “Baby’s first…” holidays, but hey, that doesn’t make it any less factual*.
For that matter, there were a couple more ‘first’s today of equal note:
- She spit up on me - it wasn’t very much stuff, though.
- She grabbed and pulled off my glasses (without dropping them).
I’m not sure she meant to do either, but I’m pretty sure they both count as some sort of minor milestone in her development. It’s not like she’s talking ro walking yet, but hey, she’s not even a month old.
* Immediately after typing that ‘factual’ I got Zippidy-doodah in my head. “It’s the truth, it’s actual, everything is satis-factual…” and whatnot. I know that my exposure to children’s music is only beginning again, but that doesn’t mean I’m not going to try and make it pleasant for the three of us.