Beatrix hit the eleven month mark earlier in the week but we didn't want to steal the thunder from Sam's birthday and so this post is a little late. Loyal readers of this blog may recall that, at five months old, we were referring to Beatrix as the family conscience due to her serious demeanour. In fact, we often joked that she was serious because she worked for CSIS (the Canadian Security Intelligence Service) as a spy. Yeah, so I think we can scrap that notion now. This kid is hilarious. If she's not flashing her rock star toothy snarl, she's totally focused on belly buttons. More specifically, she's addicted to blowing raspberries in said belly buttons. And it's not a nursing thing either as she'll gladly go after anyone's belly. Sam thinks it's hilarious and often gladly offers up his own belly. I'm going to inundate this blog entry with some videos to really drive home my story here. The first video has Beatrix playing the tambourine. Stay focused for the rock star snarl about mid-way. The second video is my belly being attacked by my daughter. Nice to see that she's found an amusing use for my postpartum flab. Now, we haven't a clue where all this came from because we only raspberry her belly on occasion. Certainly not enough for her to associate all bellies with raspberries. Nonetheless, this appears to be her big thing so enjoy. The last video is really for Colin who continues to say that Beatrix only sort of walks. He's away teaching field school in western Newfoundland so I'm posting this as a bit of a "booyah, see she's walking". We're all looking forward to getting you home, Daddy. Particularly your daughter who keeps beelining to the door whenever it opens saying "Iya Addy?". Safe drive back and beware of the moose!
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Eleven months old and so much for CSIS
Beatrix hit the eleven month mark earlier in the week but we didn't want to steal the thunder from Sam's birthday and so this post is a little late. Loyal readers of this blog may recall that, at five months old, we were referring to Beatrix as the family conscience due to her serious demeanour. In fact, we often joked that she was serious because she worked for CSIS (the Canadian Security Intelligence Service) as a spy. Yeah, so I think we can scrap that notion now. This kid is hilarious. If she's not flashing her rock star toothy snarl, she's totally focused on belly buttons. More specifically, she's addicted to blowing raspberries in said belly buttons. And it's not a nursing thing either as she'll gladly go after anyone's belly. Sam thinks it's hilarious and often gladly offers up his own belly. I'm going to inundate this blog entry with some videos to really drive home my story here. The first video has Beatrix playing the tambourine. Stay focused for the rock star snarl about mid-way. The second video is my belly being attacked by my daughter. Nice to see that she's found an amusing use for my postpartum flab. Now, we haven't a clue where all this came from because we only raspberry her belly on occasion. Certainly not enough for her to associate all bellies with raspberries. Nonetheless, this appears to be her big thing so enjoy. The last video is really for Colin who continues to say that Beatrix only sort of walks. He's away teaching field school in western Newfoundland so I'm posting this as a bit of a "booyah, see she's walking". We're all looking forward to getting you home, Daddy. Particularly your daughter who keeps beelining to the door whenever it opens saying "Iya Addy?". Safe drive back and beware of the moose!
