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Sam's Story: Week 38 October 18, 2004
New this week: "finger foods"! Followed shortly by "tarp time!" We started giving Sam little bits of non-mushy food, like Cheereos and a few grains of steamed rice. Mostly she has succeeded in smashing said food up and throwing it on the floor, which is where the tarp is going to come in.
Sam has also begun to crawl extremely well, able to pretty much go wherever she likes. This forced us to buy all kinds of baby-proofing materials for the house, like swing gates, toilet latches, and electric socket plugs. Once the house was thoroughly baby-proofed, though, I felt safe in stocking up on Disney's Rat Poison and candy-flavored sewing needles.
It's actually kind of interesting how much more relaxed we've become around Sam. We put her on the ground and let her grab anything that's not an obvious choking hazard and play with it. I mean, I don't let her play with steak knives or anything, especially if they're dirty. But we're much more lenient than we were when we first brought her home and we were obsessed with washing anything that came in contact with anything else. Dropped the sippy cup on the floor? There ya go, go for it. Threw your teething ring out the window? I'll go get it, then it's all yours again. It's just got more antibodies on it now! It's good for ya! Science and stuff!
Having spent the previous weekend by myself and pretty much playing video games nonstop, I was determined to get out of the fricking house this time. So on Saturday we headed out to Balboa Park so I could see for myself that the outdoors still existed. Sam enjoyed checking out the features of nature, like flowers and water and the $3 lemonade that mommy bought at the overpriced cafe. We went to an art museum, but Sam's critique of every piece we saw pretty much amounted to "Thrrrppphbhbhbppbbtt!" She's hard to please sometimes.
Oh, and we also discovered that Sam has irrational anxiety about grass. We set her down on some at the park, and she immediately got this worried look on her face as if to say "What, what is this? It's weird. It's prickly. WHAT IS IT? OMG!" So we picked her up and left the bad bad green stuff behind.
This morning we took Sam in for her 9-month checkup. She's still a little over average length and a littler under average weight. I don't know where she got those qualities, but if she didn't look so much like me and my sister in the face I might be suspicious. Sam did get three more inoculations, though, and as usual it fell to me to pin her down while the nurse jammed needles into her thighs. Sam is a smartie, though, and she's learning to turn on the waterworks the minute her daddy lays her down on a sterile-smelling bench covered with white butcher's paper. Soon she'll start shrieking as soon as I walk into the room.
Here's some pictures from this week. Enjoy.
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