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Monday, February 06, 2006
WHERE IN THE WORLD ARE WE?
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
IT'S OFFICIAL
Sawyer inhabits a sparkling new world. Click here to get to Sawyer's World, or just change your bookmark to http://niehaus.typepad.com.
See you there!
Monday, March 08, 2004
A Whole New World
We're considering moving Sawyer's World from Blogger to here. Check it out and let us know what you think.
(This is what I do when I take the day off from work to let Susan and Sawyer get reacquainted.)
Sunday, March 07, 2004
This is kind of interesting:
(May 1972, me at my grandparents' for my first birthday party.) If you eliminate the mop of blonde curly hair, you're definitely in the ballpark.
Meanwhile, that dress is currently hanging in Sawyer's closet, awaiting the arrival of springtime. I hadn't realized it was my birthday party dress -- it's actually one of only two of my own baby outfits that Sawyer's got. I guess that gives it a little bit of an edge in the which-of-Sawyer's-seventeen-spring-dresses-will-be-the-chosen-one-for-her-birthday sweepstakes.
You Can't Stop the Big
There is no way to restrain the So Bigness of Sawyer. As shown below, with Bubbie:
She's So Big and she's eating like a champ with those two teeth. We've launched a Table Foods initiative, which thus far is proceeding quite well. In preparation for Susan's return tomorrow from the Nanny Pilgrimage to India, I've put together the following list of Mommy-Approved Foods that are currently in the kitchen ready for action:
Monterey Jack cheese, whole wheat pasta, dried apples, mandarin oranges, broccoli, bananas, whole wheat toast and waffles, raisins, Cheerios (duh), wheat chex, deli turkey, Wagon Wheels, and Yobaby yogurt. Cheese and turkey are extremely popular. It's pretty impressive. Here we are just before leaving for the market to reload the fridge with babyfriendly yummies:
All in all, our nannyless month was pretty darned painless, thanks to the efforts of Grandma Marlo and Bubbie. I'm not even sure that "efforts" is the right word -- although they worked hard, I don't think that either of Sawyer's grandmothers found that spending a bunch of quality time with her constituted an "effort." In particular, this was quite a momentous bonding opportunity for Grandma Marlo and Sawyer -- my parents get to see Sawyer every week or two, but Paul's parents are out in St. Louis and so only see Sawyer every couple of months. I'm pleased to report that Sawyer is now great buddies with both of her grandmothers.
Friday, March 05, 2004
Monday, March 01, 2004
Saturday, February 28, 2004
Those two little toothlets are definitely turning out to be teeth. It's not easy to get her to let us take a look at them, but every once in a while we catch a glimpse: toothlings they are!
Sawyer's been having oodles of fun crawling and exploring all over the not-particularly-baby-proofed apartment. She's getting to be quite talented at standing up and sitting down and standing up and sitting down and standing up and sitting down and . . . you get the picture. She also seems to be starting to understand instructions. If I say "stand up," she stands up. If I say "dive!" she lifts her hands from the sofa, turns sideways, and dives into my arms. (Which is seriously cute.)
Right now she's racing all over the apartment in her diaper blowing raspberries and swinging around one of my necklaces. She's very good about playing by herself -- she doesn't seem to need someone hovering over her all the time. We just keep the doors to the bathrooms and our bedroom shut, and she runs around her room, the dining room, the hallway, and the living room.
She's got enough hair that I tried putting in a little barrette yesterday -- not that she needs one, but the hair can actually support one. But it doesn't look like her. She's just not a barrette kind of girl, I guess!
Don't you think?
