Shaggy as She Wants to Be

Nora gets her hair blow dried every night after her bath. So with the blow dry and just longer hair in general, control is winning over chaos. But even within the boundaries of control, she can look a mite shaggy; and we kinda like it.

Still no perceived inclination toward locomotion. She is content to believe that she is stationary and the world moves around her. (I hear they cling on to that philosophy in some form or another through their teen years.)

She's still not even comfortable with lying on her stomach. The only time she turns herself over is when she is sleeping. She goes from her back to her front and if she's not too tired to realize her undesired body position, she'll get to wailing. Then mommy or daddy has to come to the rescue and flip her over like a flapjack. Daddy especially is a softy.

It is amazing to see her progress and grow before our eyes. It wasn't too long ago that having Nora feed herself Cheerios was more like, let's see how fast Nora can push the Cheerios off the table and onto the floor. Now, only a few days later, she's fairly adept at picking them up and shoveling them in.









Nora in her riding tights.

The

Nora

Witch

Project



I think she wasn't feeling well, so she sat uncharacteristically resigned to her carseat inside the apartment staring off into the distance just like this.



She likes to lift her arms up and out.

There is no explanation.

We pin the arms down, and back they rebound.

Think Randy in the movie a Christmas Story, except Nora doesn't need 10 layers of clothing.





Cheerios time is a win-win situation. Nora has 15 minutes of eating, entertainment, and manual dexterity exercises.

Parents get to do something else.

Bam-Bam

She's Back. Nora was sick for a good week and a half. It is fairly obvious when Nora is not feeling well because her whole demeanor changes. But it wasn't until she was fully recovered, and our happy and smiley baby came back, that I fully realized how sick she had been. It's good to have her back.

Do all infants go through a Bam-Bam stage? Most anything she grabs, is first hoisted up, and then brought down swiftly on the table or her leg or stomach. Then she does it again, and again until the object falls from her grasp. Reminds me a bit of a sea otter using a rock to bash open some food on it's stomach.

Though she can lean forward from sitting position bending herself in half, she doesn't have any visible inclination to crawl. We are torn between wanting to help her learn or continue to enjoy her immobility. Enjoying her immobility has won thus far.

We need to get a pic of her two by four imitation. Often when we go to put her down and try to bend her legs into sitting position, she immediately counteracts by arching her back and straightening her legs. Baby rigor mortis. She won't budge. You can put her feet on the ground and tilt her backwards, only holding her under her head bring her to practically horizontal and she will not bend. We normally have to lie her down on her back, then pick her up again with her legs already in bent-sitting position to get her to sit then. She's a character.




I still find feeding time just too cute.


She's a bit of a drama queen when she decides she wants out of the bouncer.


Momma found inspiration during bath time.





I'm flying!

I fly.

I'm a flyer.





She was a munchkin for Halloween.


Daddy was a Lollipop Kid.

Mommy was Elphaba.




The

Beatnik

Collection.





Can't decide if this is a snarl or the dreaded stink eye.






At her cutest.



During one of her moods.


Mommy made a hat for her doll, uh, I mean Nora.






Whaaaht?



She finally graduated to the tub.