But what’s really bizarre about this one is how absurdly happy she always is. It’s become kind of a standard by which I judge babies. Maggie was happy but would swing to demon baby at 7pm every single night.
Aerin starts rubbing her eyes at 7:40 and it’s the sign to get her ready for bed. No fight. Maybe a request for a bottle as she drifts off to sleep.
I may have to see if I can keep her up a little longer so these morning songs of her people are closer to wakeup time. I’m not particularly happy with the wandering over looking like death and trying to greet the cheeriest of cheeries while I’d wrestle a bear just to grab another twenty minutes of sleep.
Also she’s been saying Da Da quite a bit now. We looked back and realized that Maggie was a good four months ahead of her and had teeth by this age, but overall neither of them had Aerin’s age had a job yet, although Maggie was soon to be the face of one of the flavors of Chubby Bunny Baby Food.
Nothing much on the tech horizon that she’s interested in or I’m interested in for her. Seems all the innovations are for newborns at the moment.