sarah grace went home on saturday and although she's giving her mom a hard time with nursing, she's hanging in there ok. mom and dad are a little worse for wear, but about what's expected at this point in the game. once everyone gets used to the new arrangements, things will be a lot easier for everyone. though watching rick and lisa, i've noticed motherhood has imparted some selective amnesia on the experience. it's only been a few months, but already the struggles and sleepless nights are kind of a blur and don't really seem that bad. i want to say i vaguely remember being more frazzled than i talk about, but now i'm not too sure. here's rick in action:
sarah is really cute. she likes to stick her tongue out a lot, and here she is in grandma's arms:
we went over to their house last night and while sarah was in her bassinet, nissa was on grandpa's lap totally checking out sarah. my camera wasn't in hand to capture the moment, but i'm glad i looked when i did, because i saw that little glimmer of curiosity in her face as she looked down on the baby. babies always love looking at babies, but earlier nissa smiled at the baby on the bumbo box. this was more of an investigation look. babies are way too fascinating! an amusing thing i noticed is that nissa seems to be less of a fan of wrigley than gibson. gibson she smiles at and reaches out to "pet" him, while wrigley she seems to tolerate being around, but isn't all that excited about it.
among many other generous things, grandma and grandpa brought up some teethers for nissa that she has grown quite fond of. the books say kids her age aren't supposed to be able to hold onto things for very long, but nissa grips these things with gusto and barely lets go. well, until she gets in the mood to drop it, then you spend the next 10 minutes picking up her teether, pretty much until you decide you're tired of bending over. here she is enjoying the frog teether:
i almost forgot to write down nissa's reaction to pita! lately, everything is going into nissa's mouth: her hands, feet, socks, burp cloth, teethers, bumbo, high chair, anyone else's fingers she can manage, etc. so it's no surprise when a bit of food gets the drool treatment too. the other day i was carrying her over my right arm and had a piece of pita in my hand, container of hummus in the other hand. she folded herself in half and chomped my pita! she just sucked on it for a few seconds, then i took it out of her mouth. i tore off that piece and set it on the table, which gibson promptly stole away. we had tried giving her a pretzel a while ago, but she wasn't all that impressed. i also offered a piece of corn tortilla once, but my friend rocio hypothesized that since sucking on it didn't yield the same results as sucking on mom or a bottle, she didn't like it. there may be something to that. more recently, i tore off another piece of pita (a wheat one this time) and gave it to her to chew on. she gnawed on it a little while, but lost interest quickly, so i took it back. after a few seconds, blech- she pushed out the little soggy bits she had chewed off from her mouth with her tongue, so they slowly crept down her chin. very similar to tom hanks in "big" when he tries caviar.
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