7 Months Old!

Well, we're one day past the half year mark and so Edie is officially into month seven of her baby regime. Her one little lady government rules with a tiny iron fist and her propaganda campaign of smiles and snuggles have left us thinking that this is the life we wanted anyhow. Here are a few updates:

1) Edie getting all international. Before this month she'd met German and American babies. But now that she's befriended some Australians, I think E's officially become a global tot. Will and I had fun with the Aussies as well, and I managed to only geek-out once about how cool I thought marsupials were. Imagine, a country full of evolution's "try again" pile! And they're cute!

2) We survived the Saga of the Missing Mom. Five days away from my kiddo was rough. But rougher on me than her. Up until my departure, we'd tried a once per week Daddy-as-Mommy trial when my nagging self would leave the house to eliminate the chance for hen-peckery and Will would do the bedtime thing. It did not go well. Not once in the six weeks we attempted it did she do anything but lose her little mind. One day after my departure, however, duly convinced I was gone forever, Edie was an angel for her Dad. I recommended that Will at least gaze longingly at a photo of me for five or ten minutes in Edie's presence so that no one lost sight of what was what. Alas, he did not, and though it made me feel a tiny bit fungible, I was overwhelmingly relieved and happy that those two had such a great week.

Interesting update, a week after I'd returned, we decided to let Dad put E down so I could go to yoga class. Verdict: if I am in Munich, Edie knows. And while I am in her jurisdiction, I'd best be in that rocking chair come bedtime.

3) Sitting up unassisted: check back next month. She's almost there!

4) Toes are the new thumbs!

Edie has been sucking her thumb for awhile now, and has recently discovered that her plump big toes offer an amusing and delightful change of pace for her self-soothing needs.