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27.2.08

twenty-one weeks

You like to stick out your tongue - but unfortunately for the Viewing Public, you are so impossibly cute when you're doing so that we haven't got, i don't think, any pictures of it; one just melts with the cuteness. But it is small and pointy and you look like a tiny KISS fan. Clearly we need to shop in the baby section of Hot Topic when we get back home ...

It has also gotten quite nice and sunny here recently and on Sunday we went to the Donauinsel for a barbecue and it was so nice, we didn't even need coats - damn near in the Alps, in February - no coats. And it was a gorgeous sunny day and you woke up coming out from the U-bahn and buried your face in my sleeve and said WHAT IS THIS BRIGHT THING? And you went all squinty and pouty faced trying to get away from it. Maybe you need tiny baby sunglasses? You don't mind hats so much any more, and you're almost certainly going to need glasses someday as both M and i wear them, and all our parents wear them, and even our brothers wear them, so you might want to get used to sunglasses now, just in case. Because, rosebud, you are going to need glasses. It was so nice outside yesterday that we walked to the Sudbahnhof without even carrying a coat with us, nothing whatsoever, and no little old ladies gave me dirty looks for letting you be cold; that means that it's really unseasonably warm for February, which sort of is a bad omen about the global-warming-ed summer to come. Especially since you holler when you are too hot, and in a small flat with no air conditioning, except that M might be becoming too green to use air conditioning anyway, it'll be tough keeping cool. I did notice that the little Turkish shop on the corner sells fans, there, next to the coffee machines and suitcases and weird little Tupperwares. (We heavily patronize the little Turkish shop on the corner. They know us.)

Also the reason we went to the Sudbahnhof: to get tickets to go to Salzburg, this weekend. T is coming in on Friday afternoon and he's the first real visitor we're going to have with you around, and we're also leaving the apartment overnight for the first time. Just for one night. But it's a three hour train ride, and those things combine to allow disposable diaper use. Daddy is green, but mama ain't crazy. We will see how you are in a weird, strange, highly Baroque town, in a centuries-old, unfamiliar hotel. In, you know, preparation for that big trip home next month. We aren't planning on bringing the stroller, either, just the Ergo, and possibly the other ...

Mama went to a flea market over the weekend and got a wrap (Didymos, size 5, 35Euro). The wrap, if i can figure it out, will be more comfortable to sit in for a three hour train ride, let alone a many hour plane ride, than the Ergo, because the Ergo has that big solid band that goes around my waist and it has to be like sitting on a little narrow bit of cardboard and you always start to complain if whoever is wearing you sits down for too long. And the wrap is not as pretty as the sling, but does have the potential to distribute your weight evenly over the wearer's shoulders. It continues to be the case that all of our babywearing devices are maroon.

Also at the flea market we got:

stacky cups
your first Legos, which i think are called Quattros really, being four times the size of Duplos. One of which is a ladybug-shaped rattle, and i'm not sure you're technically old enough to be playing with them yet, but if one is a ladybug-shaped rattle, then that's got to be for tiny babies, right?
a fabric book with zippers and buttons and velcro
your first microscope! 1200x, monocular, four objectives and three eyepieces, slide clips, three boxes of slides (plankton, textiles, and plants), several vials of stain, an LED light source, coarse and fine focus knobs, all contained in a wooden case with a nice handle. Mama is a huge geek. Massive. You probably will not be big enough to use the microscope while we still live here. But i tried it, and it works. So, someday. And clearly Mama has been watching too much Antiques Roadshow because i got really excited when it was only eight euros.

What else is there? I put the jumper back on the doorway and you like to be in it, but you aren't really jumping at this point. But it makes it easy to see you grow: when we got it, just moments ago, you filled it out a lot less than you do now. Now you take up quite a bit more room in the basket and are significantly less slouchy. (But when you're tired, or sleepy, or just waking up, not only are you slouchy, you are the sweetest and warmest and softest and most cuddly sack of potatoes ever.)

And last night you went to sleep entirely on your own. I fed you and then you were wide awake, but tired, and i put you down, and left the room, and that was it. Have i mentioned that after never winning a prize ever in my life, not being picked for anything fun, never even finding a quarter in a telephone slot, i am by far the luckiest person i know? Because, yeah.

Labels: baby, milestones

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