Rebecca has had a very adventure-filled day. She was awakened to go to church (we made it to early mass this morning) and threw a big fit about having her clothes and diaper changed but was as good as gold during the service (she always sings along with the songs, but she didn't try to give her own homily today, so both of us got to stay through the whole mass). Then we went to the grocery store, where Rebecca was carried around by her daddy. She was angered by the carseat but then fell asleep before we got home, so I carried her upstairs and she finished her morning nap in her crib.
When she awake, she had her breakfast of apple cinnamon oatmeal. But you see, daddy was working on the baby gate at the bottom of the stairs, and he was far more intriguing than breakfast. So she refused to participate in more than half of it. Then we went to Costco, where she got to take a fun trip in the cold room and to look at the lobsters in the tank. She wanted to bang on the tank, I suppose so they would look at her. Next, we went to Lowes and she fell asleep on Ramy's shoulder and she took another nap in her crib.
Then she got up and ate some blueberries and yogurt. While mommy folded five loads of laundry, Rebecca got to play on the floor in the upstairs. She found daddy's wallet on the nightstand and pulled it off. Then she found the baby in the mirror and yelled at her and patted on her and kissed her and yelled at her some more. Somehow, Paddy got upstairs so she chased him for awhile. Then she pulled up and cruised around the laundry basket, after which she opened the drawer, leaned against it and pushed it closed, getting her fingers caught in it. She cried for half a second until she spied Paddy again and then took off after him. Next, she watched some football with daddy while mommy cooked dinner.
Dinner was the most interesting part, because she got to try a new food - eggs (egg yolk actually). She also had acorn squash with cinnamon and carrots, both of which she loves. So in went a spoonful of squash, a spoonful of carrots, and then here came a spoonful of egg yolk. This was what seemed to go through Rebecca's mind:
Wait. What was that? I don't know what this stuff is. What do /i do with it? It is crumply and weird feeling in my mouth. Oh okay, here's some more squash and another bite of carrots. Oh no! There's that bizarre yellow stuff again. What the heck am I supposed to do with this? Okay, I'll roll it around in my mouth for a bit and maybe it will taste better. Oh good, more squash and carrots. WHAT IS THIS YELLOW CRUMBLY GUCK? Why does my mom keep giving it to me? I'll just spit it back out and blow raspberries until she gets the idea. Okay, carrots and squash again. WHAT THE HECK DOES IT TAKE TO GET ACROSS THAT I DON'T LIKE THIS YELLOW GOO? Passive resistance, that's the idea. I'll just keep my mouth open with the yellow bits and won't chew or swallow it and let it fall back off my tongue. Okay, I guess mama will got the hint, because she scraped it off my tongue with the spoon and now she just keeps giving me the carrots and squash.
After that ordeal, she was still hungry, so I cut up about a quarter of a banana (quartered it and then cut it in slices, so each slice had 4 tiny wedges of banana). I put that in one pile on her highchair tray and about a tablespoon of shredded cheddar cheese in another pile. She knew what the cheese was, so she went after it first, but then she got intrigued by the chunks of banana. When she picked the first one up, she made a face like "What the heck is this slime?" But then she got it in her mouth (caked in cheese) and decided it was the best stuff she had ever eaten, grunted and banged her fists on the tray, demanding more. So she ended up eating almost a whole banana that way. Then our chicken pot pie came out of the oven, so we ate, and she wanted some of ours. So I gave her a couple of bites of the potato in it, which she liked.
As you can imagine, after a 9 month old feeds herself shredded cheese and banana, she is pretty sticky. There was banana stuck all over her arms, legs, face, hair, diaper, and shirt. So it was bathtime. Immediately we dunked her in the tub, where she splashed around and looked at us with glee. While washing her hair, I decided that she had to have her bangs trimmed. It could not wait until December, because her bangs are in her eyes and it drives me nuts. So I overrode Ramy's veto, and the hair trim commenced. Rebecca was less than interested, but I cut off a little bit just from the front. It's not the best haircut in the world, but it isn't in her eyes anymore, so I'm happy. Next haircut, I'm giving her some Benadryl first.
Now she is finally winding down and getting ready to sleep...finally.
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