Everyone in the family asks me to kiss or hug Samantha for them when I talk to them on the phone, so I created a game with Sam. She loves to stand, so I stand her up on my lap and lift her up to me and kiss her, then I tell her who gave her the kiss. I run out of relatives before I stop wanting to kiss her, so I go into kisses from our neighbors. Well, being the precocious little minx that she is, she has now turned the tables on me. As I bring her towards my face, she opens her mouth wide, turns her face towards me and gives me a big wet kiss anywhere she can reach. And then she giggles very loudly in sheer delight. After doing this a few times, I start crying, which makes her eyes get big and she stops to stare at me. I tell her I am crying cause she is so damn cute and I love her so very much, and she seems okay after that.
Sam does get very upset when one of us is upset, even Ella. Ella barks at her hated adversary, the vacuum cleaner, and Sam cries in sympathy. Ella does sound terrified, although being the brave dog that she is, she chooses to stay and voice her disdain for her opponent. Loudly. Once I force Ella to cede the field to the vacuum cleaner, Sam calms down.
She is sitting up now with some help, and is very determined to sit up as often as possible. She gets mad when her muscles are too tired to pull her up. No slowing down for any reason! I can see her thinking. She rolled over twice yesterday from her back to her tummy, but she didn't roll over at all today. I really have to watch her. I turn away for a second and she is off wiggling to the other side of the rug. No crawling yet, but she is a thoroughbred of a wiggler!
Got a good baby patois going, this little one. There is a particular sigh that is hilarious, a very dramatic long sigh from high to low that sounds just like a long suffering lady waiting patiently for her servants to get with it. However, the general coos, barks, and loud farts, make it very clear that she is no demure lady. We get a sing song response going together that is a blast to carry along. It never lasts for very long, but I really feel like we have said something by the time we are finished. I ask her what stories the fairies have been telling - what is the important news, and we are off. I have no idea what the fairies are saying, but someday she'll be able to carry out her duty to the other realm and speak English.
Sam does get very upset when one of us is upset, even Ella. Ella barks at her hated adversary, the vacuum cleaner, and Sam cries in sympathy. Ella does sound terrified, although being the brave dog that she is, she chooses to stay and voice her disdain for her opponent. Loudly. Once I force Ella to cede the field to the vacuum cleaner, Sam calms down.
She is sitting up now with some help, and is very determined to sit up as often as possible. She gets mad when her muscles are too tired to pull her up. No slowing down for any reason! I can see her thinking. She rolled over twice yesterday from her back to her tummy, but she didn't roll over at all today. I really have to watch her. I turn away for a second and she is off wiggling to the other side of the rug. No crawling yet, but she is a thoroughbred of a wiggler!
Got a good baby patois going, this little one. There is a particular sigh that is hilarious, a very dramatic long sigh from high to low that sounds just like a long suffering lady waiting patiently for her servants to get with it. However, the general coos, barks, and loud farts, make it very clear that she is no demure lady. We get a sing song response going together that is a blast to carry along. It never lasts for very long, but I really feel like we have said something by the time we are finished. I ask her what stories the fairies have been telling - what is the important news, and we are off. I have no idea what the fairies are saying, but someday she'll be able to carry out her duty to the other realm and speak English.
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