September 2012

September was a wonderful month.  After we bid a tearful goodbye to my mom, our little family got into the swing of managing things on our own in our new place.  And I got into the swing of things cooking.  I've been cooking up a STORM of Indian food, and all of us are very very happy (thanks Mom!).  In addition, one of the greatest joys I have now is making food for the baby.  She is such a hearty, joyful eater, and her palate is welcoming of so many flavors.  I can make garlicky asparagus, curried carrots, spicy chicken, spicy sweet potato, spicy guacamole (catching on to the theme here?), and she devours it all.

I love this photo of her.  It's the first time we set her in the grass, and the way the sun was shining, she looks just perfect...and a little like Albert Einstein with that hair :)

September was also her 6 months birthday...I got each of us a chocolate cupcake.  And she only had a few bites...while I was around.  Then, her sweet-loving (literally) dad decided to give her more when I wasn't around...and needless to say, the Exersaucer was covered in cupcake throw-up that evening.  Also needless to say, I was less than pleased :)

Here are the September pictures.

31 Weeks

Bath time with Daddy!  Cropped to be internet-safe of course.

30 Weeks

First time in new high chair!

29 Weeks

This Tuesday was our last weekday of chilling together before I start my new gig in a couple of weeks. We had a blast practicing crawling, going to get some coffee, reading, and so on.  I just love her in this sweater because it captures her brightness.  On a very gray day, she wast he brightest thing around.

28 Weeks

As I posted on Facebook the other day, one of my most favorite activities with Sanaa is cooking her food and feeding her.  She has such a wide palate, and so enjoys food.  In the past week, she has matured to understand that there are a variety of foods available to her, and that she can actually not want to eat anymore asparagus or potatoes, and lo and behold there is some yellow squash somewhere that can be fed to her.  This may be heading down a path where she thinks I'm my mom - i.e. that I'm going to make her 5 varieties at every meal...oh no! ;)