Portrait with mom
Hey, all! Sorry it's taking me a while to get the rest of the Thanksgiving photos out, but here's a nice portrait with mom to keep you going in the meantime!
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Hey, all! Sorry it's taking me a while to get the rest of the Thanksgiving photos out, but here's a nice portrait with mom to keep you going in the meantime!
I've posted a bunch of Fern's first Thanksgiving pictures, featuring Grandma Linda, Uncle Greg, Uncle Ken, and Aunt Jewel, here: click the link!
Uncle Greg and Grandma Linda arrived today to spend the Thanksgiving weekend with us. More photos likely soon as we feast with them and Fern's local aunt and uncle, too!
Despite loads of educational, parent-tested, 100%-safe toys, it seems like Fern's favorites are always the ones she sees us "playing" with: cell phones, cameras, guitars, and, of course, the remote control. And going somewhere new, she makes a beeline (of course) for the least safe thing in the room...
We have contact! Note the extreme concentration as Fern brings those hands together to the beat, adding one more musical instrument to her repertoire! (If you're keeping score, that means virtuosa Fern now plays the: piano, thigh, wood blocks, cat, hands, guitar, wooden spoon, bells, belly, file cabinet, cardboard box, and, of course, oboe.)
(OK, just kidding about that last one.)
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milestones
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Ferno loves to fly! My version of being a "helicopter parent" is to put her on my head and spin around. Wheeeeee! (If you've never heard the term "helicopter parent," click here.)
OK, to be fair to myself, she really actually truly had a good time under there. It was practically her idea!
Fern is still infatuated with our cat, Carson, and loves to sneak up on her to grab a tail or clump of hair. We coax her to "be gentle," of course, but she lives through a very limited number of filters, and "gentle" is not yet one of them.
For her part, Carson actually seems to like the attention, most of the time. She'd be perfectly capable of finding an inaccessible perch, but so far she doesn't seem to mind when Fern accosts her. She'll walk away a few paces, maybe, if the petting gets really violent, but then she plops down and waits for more. Carson does throw us a long-suffering look at that point, but after all, she's a cat: she always looks like that.
We don't know how, exactly, but we think she's figured out we can see her through the camera.
In case you hadn't noticed from the other photos, Fern is a fluent crawler now. Here, she manages to climb through the coffee table in search of further adventure... on the other side!
Just because we could, Fern and I went up to hang with Marisa who'd just come home from school. She's a freshman at the art magnet high school now... Unbelievable... remember this picture? Just when I thought it couldn't get any better, Marisa made us chocolate chip cookies (her first batch ever, she claims!) and sent some home to mommy, too!
Voting in California -- in San Francisco, no less -- is no small matter this time around; the ballot was five pages, front and back. (And yes, to those of you who think the Bay Area is all tech-savvy, we do, indeed, vote on paper ballots.)
So Fern's now a voter! She even got a little sticker saying ¡Ya Voté!, but promptly ate it.
One exciting recent development is that Fern has learned (discovered?) how to play "catch" with us or with other children on the playground. She sort of bounces the ball away from her, occasionally aiming at her teammate, and then waits expectantly for you to retrieve it and throw it back. Next stop: the big leagues!
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playground
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