Last week, when little EC had just started sitting up for extended periods, she was for the most part pretty stable. She leaned forward, sometimes hands on feet or on the toy she was playing with, and didn’t wobble too much. When she did, she’d usually go down.

One week later, she’s gotten much more dynamic. Now she totters on purpose, leaning backward and raising her feet up, balancing on her tailbone, sometimes playing with the strings on her pants. She looks much less stable than she did last week, but that’s because she’s trying harder and harder things. Her side-to-side stability isn’t much improved yet…if she starts to go down that way, she’ll go down.

When she does fall backward, she tries to get back up. She doesn’t know how to get back up though, so she just struggles, flexing her abs and reaching her neck forward, as though she had enough weight in her legs to provide the counterweight to get her top up. She doesn’t, so I have to take her by the hands and give her an assisting pull.

In other news…

She hates oats. She dislikes bananas. But put the two together into a thick banana-oat porridge, and you have a hit! Instead, now she has a new nemesis on the food scene: scrambled eggs. I don’t know if it’s the flavor or the texture, but that does not go down well.

She likes a new game that I made up. I tap my chest and say, “Daddy”. Then I tap her chest and say, “Baby”. And then I do that over and over a few thousand times. It never gets old, the smile never stops, and I’m hoping that’ll teach her two important names, if she doesn’t know them already. I think she doesn’t…she won’t yet look for me if EM tells her to look for Daddy.

Oh, and still no teeth.