The Edie Does Not Know How To Eat A Marshmallow

Please to be enjoying Edie wearing sandals, reading a book, and eating a marshmallow. (If you only have time for one, watch the marshmallow one.)

Look at that baby go

Edie's been pulling up on things for a while now, but she started taking a few steps a couple of days ago. Fast forward to today, and she seems to have it all figured out.

She was the same way with crawling, too. There wasn't much in the way of any false starts. She just seemed to figure it out one day. It's really exciting to see her walk. People have been telling us that now that she can walk, we'll be chasing her around the house all the time, but honestly, she crawls faster than she walks. (Don't tell her that. I don't want her to know that she can outrun me.)

Look at that Edie go

Edie is quickly approaching her first birthday, and as is befitting a baby of her years and stature, she's getting ever more mobile. She spends 65% of her time teetering around, holding onto the edges of the furniture. Usually it's the coffee table. I like to put a Nilla wafer at one end, watch her circle around to get it, and then place one at the other end of the table. Around and around she goes.

The other 35% of her time is spent pulling everything we own off the shelves. Yesterday she discovered that the kitchen is full of tiny Edie-sized doors full of neat stuff. I am this close to selling her to the Gypsies.

Her habit of standing as much as possible has manifest itself in some interesting ways, most notably when it comes to changing her diaper. Instead of lying on her back she'll roll over and climb to her feet, holding onto the wall. She basically takes the same stance as a person getting frisked, so I play it up, telling her to spread 'em, and I pat her down. She loves it.

I got the vacuum out recently and Edie started using it as a walker. Tonight while Sam did the dishes, Edie walked around the kitchen in circles, holding onto the vacuum while I held the hose like a tether. It felt a lot like the horse training scenes in Wild Hearts Can't Be Broken. But don't take my word for it.

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Edie has 10 cents for 10 tents OR You guys, my baby is ten months old

Our little Edie is ten months old and picking up speed.



She can also pull herself up into a standing position, so she scurries all over the house, eating wires and trying to climb into the dishwasher.

Here she is enjoying the great outdoors in her favorite onesie. (We haven't told her we don't live in Oregon anymore. We're waiting for the right time to break the news.)

Here's Edie with her very best friend. For the record, she couldn't care less about the Roomba when it's moving around the house (she'll let it run right into her), but I can't drag her away when it's docked and charging. She climbed up on it, managed to press the start button, and took a very short ride the other day. They are best buds.

More than anything else Edie likes getting into the books on the bottom shelf, which in the office means Sam's history books. James K. Polk  and the Fuehrer have both had some near misses.

     

Lastly, some Edie stats:Edie's favorite thing to watch: The DVD logo that bounces around the screen when you leave a movie paused for too long.Edie's favorite toy: Anything I happen to be holding. I may have resorted to shouting "No! Mine!" the other day when she stole a toy out of my hands.Edie's favorite foods: Fruit smoothies and mini Nilla wafers.Edie's newest trick: Sitting and spinning in circles, which you can see in the first 12 seconds of the following video. (The rest of it is just us watching a rainstorm in the dark.)

The halfway point

Last you heard, Edie was five months old. Let's pretend she's still that old so I can make you watch this video of her wearing an adorable sweater:

After this was taken Edie went on to age approximately one month, which meant more pictures with her trusty sock monkey (and a felt banana for good measure). You can't see her socks, so I'll just tell you - they're pineapples.

Here she is on Valentine's Day, playing into all sorts of heinous stereotypes by literally drooling over a pile of shiny shiny jewelry:

And, of course, the big deal about being six months old is that she can now eat all sorts of solid-ish foods, like blueberry oatmeal.

Lastly, for her Aunt Haley, here's a shot of Edie on her banana phone:

Five months

Five months! Well, a little more, now, since her five month anniversary was over a week ago now. Let's see how she looks:

That's a sweater that my mom got for her when she was in Peru last summer. You can see the llamas on it and everything. It's terrific, and Edie thanked her by promptly barfing all over it. If you ever had any doubts that babies are jerks, they can safely be put to rest. Babies are jerks.

And yet, such adorable jerks. This is Edie towering over her sock monkey, and she seems to be thoroughly enjoying herself while doing so. She's a very smiley baby these days. It used to be that I'd have to take about a hundred pictures to get a good shot of her smiling. Now she just gives it away.

Well, I mean, not all of the time. Here, it's pretty clear that I was interrupting baby-dino time. I should have known better.

Edie will often stick her face right up in my face and stare me down. Now you know what it looks like, too.

Sometimes when I'm at work or otherwise out of the house, Edie will be awake and alert, but Tamsen is tired and wants to take a nap. So Tamsen sticks the baby on my side of the bed, tucks her in, and does her best to take a nap. It's impossibly adorable to look at. I mean, look at her! She thinks she's people!

Did you want to know what was for dinner tonight? It was lobster!

And now, two videos for you. First, I'm told the baby knows how to roll over, sort of:

And second, I took a video of her making sounds out of her mouth, but also with other orifices:



The baby, she is pretty alright.

Photo roundup

Nothing new to report, so I'm just going to share a bunch of pictures and a video, presented without comment: