It was a weekend of firsts for Gracie. She has had her first really bad cold – snotty nose, hoarse voice, coughing, sneezing, waking me up so I can’t rest kind of cold. Lovely.
Then we took her to the diner for dinner Sunday night (11/20) after we took Brighid to her party. She got to sit for the first time in a high chair there – using a floppy seat (awesome invention, wish I had one for the other two http://www.floppyseat.com/. She thought it was the coolest thing. Up until now, she has been taken into the restaurant in her car seat, so she’s limited as to how much she can see. She was spinning her head so quickly to see everything around her in the diner that she looked like Linda Blair in the Exorcist. She stared at waitresses and patrons, looked at the various decorations, stared out the window – it was a great experience for her. And in addition to her jar of baby food, she got to enjoy apple sauce and mashed potatoes.
And during the dinner, clear as a bell, for I don’t know what reason, she said, “Da-da”. Jim has been waiting for it since she was 10 minutes old, and I’m so glad he was there when she said it for the first time. She has been saying it over and over since the first time, probably because it got such a big response the first time she said it.
She’s trying hard to crawl, but does this sort of thing where she gets on all fours, then stands on her feet – like she’s playing Twister. So cute.
I get sadder and sadder over the fact that she will be my last 🙁 I know it’s in the best interest of the family, but there is just such magic in small children.