Today's final Alex rundown.
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rivkaShe napped for exactly one hour and then woke herself up by accidentally banging her head into the crib rails. Hard. Before she was ready to wake up at all. I managed to get her to doze in the sling for another twenty minutes, but it still felt like a very inadequate nap.
In the sixty seconds it took me to go to the bathroom, she figured out how to get the top off the Vaseline jar.
She emptied a Ziploc bag full of Cheerios all over the living room floor.
She continued to have tragedy fits, and ignored about 60% of her dinner.
She pretended to feed her doll some Cheerios, which is the first time I've ever seen her pretend. To a psychologist, that's a major milestone, although it may not seem exciting to anyone else.
And!
She took about four steps without holding on to anything - a new personal record, and the first unsupported steps that were clearly differentiable from a controlled fall forward.
Walking! (A little bit, at least.)
In the sixty seconds it took me to go to the bathroom, she figured out how to get the top off the Vaseline jar.
She emptied a Ziploc bag full of Cheerios all over the living room floor.
She continued to have tragedy fits, and ignored about 60% of her dinner.
She pretended to feed her doll some Cheerios, which is the first time I've ever seen her pretend. To a psychologist, that's a major milestone, although it may not seem exciting to anyone else.
And!
She took about four steps without holding on to anything - a new personal record, and the first unsupported steps that were clearly differentiable from a controlled fall forward.
Walking! (A little bit, at least.)
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Date: 2006-03-30 02:32 pm (UTC)And I must tell you that I am about to snaffle up "tragedy fits" and wedge it firmly into my vocabulary.
Also, I would still like to send Alex a crocheted bungle bee, if you would like to e-mail me a snail-mail address.