Let's see. There was Elise's first Fourth of July, or as she'd refer to it: Just Another Day. No brats for her this year, but we did use a bottle rocket to send her dirty diapers down the block.
Speaking of bottle rockets, we had an unusually boisterous neighborhood that night -- our neighbor joked that it was like living in Baghdad -- and the little one wasn't too thrilled with all of the commotion. Eh, she got over it.
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Continuing with the firsts, we brought Elise along to pick strawberries with Dan, Erin and Avery -- an annual tradition for the Wente-Singel gang. She did just fine, but obviously did not pick her share because her white outfit was no dirtier when we were done picking than it was when we started.Apparently I missed the bucket hat memo:
-----A few days ago we brought Elise to her 4-month check-up. We've got a healthy baby, a great doctor and, no doubt, another inaccurate, big-dollar doctor bill that I'll have to argue. (I'll leave our battle over health bills to another day.)
Anyway, she weighed a pleasant 14 lbs. 13 oz. She is 26 1/2 inches long, so still busting through the top of the length-for-age chart. Every once in a while I'll look in amazement at how long she is -- usually as I nearly bump her head or toes into the doorway as we walk through. (Imagine a dog with a stick in its mouth trying to make it through a doorway.)
She got a few shots during the check-up, but that was a largely uneventful experience: Shots, brief wail, sleep.
Anyway, she weighed a pleasant 14 lbs. 13 oz. She is 26 1/2 inches long, so still busting through the top of the length-for-age chart. Every once in a while I'll look in amazement at how long she is -- usually as I nearly bump her head or toes into the doorway as we walk through. (Imagine a dog with a stick in its mouth trying to make it through a doorway.)
She got a few shots during the check-up, but that was a largely uneventful experience: Shots, brief wail, sleep.
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We have an eventful Sunday this weekend. Elise is being baptized into Westminster Presbyterian Church, where Anni and I were married. It is possible the same pastor who married us will baptize Elise.
We already are bending church rules a bit, which identify the church congregation as a baptized child's godparents. With that in mind, we've established honorary godparents, if you will, to Elise. (It was clear during our conversation last week with one of the pastors that that type of arrangement is quite common.) Anyway, we asked my brother, Bryan, and Anni's sister Laura to be Elise's godparents. They gladly accepted. We're happy.
We already are bending church rules a bit, which identify the church congregation as a baptized child's godparents. With that in mind, we've established honorary godparents, if you will, to Elise. (It was clear during our conversation last week with one of the pastors that that type of arrangement is quite common.) Anyway, we asked my brother, Bryan, and Anni's sister Laura to be Elise's godparents. They gladly accepted. We're happy.
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Transitioning ... transitioning ... transitioning ... OK.
Expensive baby toys are overrated. We have no uber-costly toys for our tot and do not need any, especially after discovering that she is much more interested in the wooden spoon that my mom gave Anni, who, while sifting through a kitchen drawer one day while Elise was fussy, decided to give it to Elise. Got that? Thought so.
That serving spoon is now starting to lose some of its decorative paint on the handle end because Elise gnaws on it. Who knew gums could peel paint? (At least her breath isn't peeling paint.)
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Expensive baby toys are overrated. We have no uber-costly toys for our tot and do not need any, especially after discovering that she is much more interested in the wooden spoon that my mom gave Anni, who, while sifting through a kitchen drawer one day while Elise was fussy, decided to give it to Elise. Got that? Thought so.
That serving spoon is now starting to lose some of its decorative paint on the handle end because Elise gnaws on it. Who knew gums could peel paint? (At least her breath isn't peeling paint.)
-----Lastly, another first to document.
Elise got her first taste of something other than milk and her knuckles.
Anni tried giving her rice (looked like porridge to me) tonight after she loaded up on milk. That turned out to be no problem whatsoever as she lapped up several spoonfuls of that stuff. She tried sucking on the spoon, too, which means she has watched how I react to an empty ice cream bowl.
We will gradually introduce the rice mixture before moving on to beef kebabs and a 12-inch meatball sub.
Elise got her first taste of something other than milk and her knuckles.
Anni tried giving her rice (looked like porridge to me) tonight after she loaded up on milk. That turned out to be no problem whatsoever as she lapped up several spoonfuls of that stuff. She tried sucking on the spoon, too, which means she has watched how I react to an empty ice cream bowl.
We will gradually introduce the rice mixture before moving on to beef kebabs and a 12-inch meatball sub.
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