Happy Hallowe'en (From Captain Pumpkin and the Sugar Kids)

Captain Pumpkin and the Sugar Kids did their best to spread Hallowe'en cheer and treats this evening. I hope you and your candy girls and guys did the same.
  
 
 
 

(Nearly) No Hands!

This isn't the best picture of either of us, but it does capture one of the first moments that Morgen sat up with nearly no assistance. She's working very hard at sitting on her own these days, on the floor, on the couch, or on laps.

It may sound a bit mean, but I have to admit that my favourite part of all this is not in fact when baby Morgen manages a minute or so on her own. It's when she's managed a minute or so on her own and then becomes distracted enough to move her head a bit off centre.  Why, you ask? Well I'm going to tell you (aren't you lucky). Because then, the most entertaining thing happens. 

She oh so slowly leans backward or to the side, all the while gripping her tights or pants as if to pull her self upright, but focussed on whatever it is that has caught her eye. She can't pull her self up yet, of course, so she just keeps slowly toppling over, until she's lying on her back with her legs stuck in the air and her hands on her shins. She keeps her head turned towards the new object of her interest, but otherwise, it's as if her world has tilted by ninety degrees. And that is good for a giggle on a cold October day. When Morgen falls forward instead of to the side or back, its not as much fun, because she just folds in half and complains about it. But it's still fascinating. I think Morgen will have mastered this sitting skill very soon...we'll keep you posted.

Five months old, four days from Captain Pumpkin

  

So, I've been lagging in my enthusiasm for posting, feeling that nothing very exciting had happened lately. Then, I had my ego suitably kicked by a friend, who reminded me that no one reads this blog because it's interesting. The implication, of course, is that it's all about the pictures. So, here are some shots, with my apologies for the delay. 

First: What's better than getting a bag full of second hand clothes from your boyfriend? Getting a bag full of seasonal clothes from him, and wearing some of it like a cape instead of like a bib. And doesn't every girl love a seasonal sleeper from her grandmother? It's enough to make you stick your tongue out at the photographer.

Second: Here's the birthday girl in her party dress. Note the pretty gold shoes (a gift from her great grandmother) in action. Morgen is five months old today!

  

Play Time

Sometimes, all you really want to do is lie on your back and contemplate the bright green foam block in your hands.... And then someone shoves a camera in your face. 

Morgen has experienced a lot in the last couple weeks. She had her first (Canadian) Thanksgiving, where, to her eternal confusion, she received presents - 

some really cool toys like this one from Grandpa and Grandma Lovett. She has also begun to 

sit up a bit on her own and survey the world from a slightly different angle. (OK, so we have to get her sitting, and she sometimes decides to balance for a few seconds before either slowly tipping over sideways or jerking herself backwards.) Baths have also become more fun, ever since she noticed all the strange liquid around her. In short, it has been a fun, but exhausting week for everyone. 

Happy Thanksgiving

   
  

We've taken another trip to Wellesley, this time for the best holiday of the year. No, it isn't the largest celebration of Oktoberfest outside of Germany that draws us home (even though that's happening in Kitchener-Waterloo right now), it's Canadian Thanksgiving. That's right, Americans, Canadian Thanksgiving happens in October, BEFORE Halloween. It's just the way it is up here. I used to have a thirty-second spiel about the history of Canadian Thanksgiving memorized to explain this fact to Americans I knew, but that information has long given way before baby brain and the onset of my thirties.

As you can see, Morgen has been a bit conflicted about this holiday. Perhaps that is her American half asserting itself. Or, could it just be that she isn't sure how she feels about frilly dresses?

Happy Thanksgiving, friends and family.