the touching of the pig's ear - a tradition after nap time in the Pollard household
Esme is quite the crawler these days – over us, under us, into the tightest of spaces. After several trips to the hardware store, we now have a baby gate guarding the stairs. Esme’s pulling herself up on anything she can reach (and tries for the things she can’t reach, too). While she’s standing precariously at her Leapfrog table, or balancing against the coffee table one-handed, she often rocks out to whatever baby tune is currently playing (the ABC song is a favorite.) Ryan refers to her as “spirited” (a nice euphemism from one of the many parenting books we threw out the window). The girl loves to move.
At the beginning of October, we started to hear a lot more
babbling. Her current favorite sound is “ma,” but she also had phases of “ba” and “da.”
Even during middle-of-the-night feedings, when she’s half asleep, she’ll stop eating to chat with us. And speaking of the middle of the night, sleeping is no
longer on her agenda, but we can’t complain about the 2 hour naps she’s taking
twice a day.
chattin' up her pacifier
Garlic. Asparagus. Cauliflower. You name it, Esme will eat
it (so far). She will definitely fit in well with this family if these eating
habits continue. She’s beginning to prefer finger foods (crackers, small chunks
of carrots) over pureed food, but doesn't quite have the pincer grasp to pick
them up yet. Ryan’s pretty sure she has an addiction to Cheerios which, if
anything, has motivated the development of that pincer grasp so she can stuff them into her mouth faster. And to help her eat all those yummy Cheerios, Esme's first tooth is just starting to come in!
not a fan of the millet
Esme’s been attending baby story time at the library on
Thursday mornings, singing songs and listening to stories. She’s made some new
friends and even had one play date (until our buddies moved to Australia L, but they'll be back in a few months). And, from spending so much time at the library, we found out that we can
check out free passes to many museums including the Children’s Museum in
Manhattan. So, you guessed it, we took Esme down to Manhattan to play at
the Children’s Museum. She had fun, but I think she prefers the wide open
spaces at the mall where big kids don’t run around and scream in her ear …so we’ll
stick to that for a while.
at the children's museum
making new friends at the mall
We went on a little day trip to Connecticut to check out some apple orchards. Mommy and daddy tried out the famous apple cider donuts (which tasted nothing like apple cider, but were yummy nonetheless), while Esme kept trying to eat the straw on the ground. We had a little scare when she started wheezing, and decided to go home. The pediatrician said to take her to the ER just in case, so we did, only to find out that she had learned how to make a new sound, was not actually wheezing, and was perfectly healthy. Little rascal.
the resident pooch at the apple orchard
mirror at the hotel - Esme just couldn't get enough of herself
cute costume, but no treats this year :(
Esme's first snow!
daddy's so silly
sportin' the new sweater from Grandpa
seal show at the Maritime Aquarium
jellyfish!
my own seat!