So squeek is crawling very well and speedily. yesterday she crawled from the far end of the living room to the office, where she knew she'd find me. That's like 25 feet, with 3 turns. Pretty impressive. Also, she chased me around the house as I was crawling (and hiding behind corners to scare her)(she doesn't scare all that easily. she startles, certainly, which is hilarious, but not scare. It's more like surprises, which she loves, and is a bonified way to get a smile out of her).
More impressively, though, is that she is pulling up on everything to come to a standing. she even passed the blank wall test, the most feared rubric of baby agility this side of mount desert island. (It's where you use a blank wall to come to standing. super hard, requiring punishing core strength. try it). She still isn't super at cruising around the room using furniture as a hand rail, but does it every once in a while all the same. She also does the one-handed assisted walk. quite stable.
Oh! and how could I forget? Sienna said her first word! She was nursing before bed, and I kissed her goodnight and went to leave the room and she pulled off and reached out to me and said, "Da-Da." Laura assures me that this was really cute (I don't remember because I passed out, hitting my head on the wall). Then, out of respect to me, she proceeded the next day to call the fridge Dada, and the lamp dada, and the chair dada, and mama dada. Some might suggest that this doesn't really count as a first word, since it's apparent that she wasn't actually refering to her dada by saying dada. This, however, is BS. As parents, we have the right to pick and choose these things as we see fit. It's our right. I'm already anticipating when she first walks. She'll be on the floor playing with mama, and then I'll be headed out the door to go to class. Sienna will reach over, pull herself up on the sofa, and then strike a strut in my direction, arms outstretched and smile glaring. It's gunna be great. And, it fits into my neatly constructed worldview that she loves her dada more than anything, except mom. It's too bad I can't do a future-blog-post, cuz I'd put it up.
She also responded to her name. It was in the airport on the way to seattle, and a very friendly lady (too friendly?) followed us around saying, hi sienna. Surely enough, sienna whipped around to see who it was. She has since responded somewhat predictably, which is surprising since we never call her sienna, but instead refer to her as squeek, or squeekalicious, or ms squeek, or squeektastic, or squeekathon, or squeeker, or squeekie two shoes, or sir squeeks a lot.
at the pike place market. we paid the fish guys ten bucks to throw her like she was a fish, and they did. they had such a good time they gave us twenty back. |
To stop beating round the bush, we heard back from UW, and we got in, and after mulling it over, we have accepted!!!! so it's official, there's another dr schoene on the way, though this one will be meaner and more spiteful, and more prone to prescribing meds to family. so we'll be in bozeman next year, then move to seattle to be there for the next three years. hot diggity. we are very excited. they called on the phone and I had the lady repeat it on speaker phone so that laura could hear her say "you have been accepted to UW medical school." then we hung up and started balling like little children. no, more like adults that were really happy. Sienna thought we were super wierd. then we drank champagne and started trying on UW SOM memoribilia. omie found me an appropriate zip-up hooded muscle shirt. Go Dawgs. can't wait to take laura to a football game.
she likes the bubbly |
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