Speaking of Libby

So Libby's speech in the last couple of week has been so interesting. It started with her adding the names of people when she'd say stuff: "Here ... Emma" [said as she hands something to Emma]. "Bye-bye ... Da-da."

And then a couple of days ago she started adding her own name to the narrations: "Peeeee-yyuuu ... Bibby" [said while I'm changing her dipe, and all I can say is that kid ain't lyin']. I love the cadence of how she says these narrations with a slight beat too long and a slightly different tone. I told Martin it sounds a lot like one of those fill-in-a-name-to-a-recording things (like Libby's Elmo Knows Your Name doll, which says "I like kitties, too ... LIBBY.") So she'll say things like, "Uh-oh ... BIBBY."

Then yesterday she jumped from adding names and started stringing ideas together. She's started with "more." "More ice" (ice cubes are her favorite food group). "More dog." "More airplane." (In case you were wondering, I'm excellent at conjuring up more airplanes.)

It's so exciting! I feel like we're on the beginning of the long march toward sentences. Way to go ... BIBBY.

The Big Time

Thanks to my sharp-eyed friend Susan, who spotted a request for interviews with moms of Emmas (and other popular names), the girls and I are now famous!

http://www.newsweek.com/id/136270

Emma Update

Happy Mother's Day! Sorry the pix are importing sideways. Why do they do that?




So Emma is almost five months old. So far, we've survived (and -- somehow -- so has Emma despite Libby). Some updates:

Emma has rolled over a couple of times but has yet to do it consistently.

She now has had a couple of solids -- banana and rice cereal. The first couple of meals resulted in gagging and puking, so we waited and have tried intermittently since then. The last two meals have finally been more successful. Hurray! Today she even kicked her little legs with excitement throughout the meal.

She slept through the night (9-4) about a week ago and last night gave me a Mother's Day present of 11-4. Ahhhhh. Stretches of undisturbed sleep. Heaven.

And most important: She has begun noticing the kitties and reaches out for them all the time now. Run, Nub and Seven, run.

A Message From Libby

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And Pictures Libby Chose:

Libby Hearts Emma

I wish it were easier getting a good picture of the two of them together. Sigh. One or the other seems to always look drunk.

Edward Blunderhands

I just left a ditch the size of the Grand Canyon in my youngest daughter's hand. That is all. (I must go now to collect my Mother of the Year award.)

Update: In case you don't see my comment, I actually nail-clipped a huge ditch out of Emma's fingertip. Worse than I ever have in the past. Thankfully, Libby has toughened Emma up to where she didn't mind so much.