Mulling it over, I think Scarlett is already starting to develop portentous characteristics. Whatever she wants to do, with a brief interlude of frustration, she will do.
What I mean and am trying to convey is that she seems to be reaching daily milestones; everyday she just seems to get better at another thing: grasping, grabbing, talking, waving, saying “Hahhhhh”, crawling, pulling herself up; playing, really playing, with Mac instead of merely getting rolled over and so on and on. That she is attempting so many things all at once makes it hard to grasp exactly how much development is going on.
Some days I just stare at her and watch her brain get bigger right before my eyes.
For most part Scarlett is not a crying baby, but she is still loud. Most of her screams are from sheer frustration whenever she falls down from standing up on her own. So what happens is she will pull herself up on the ottoman and then try to reach up further and climb up on it, when suddenly her trunk starts to jig-jag about as the momentary orchestra of synapses and muscles, that had successfully gotten her up on ottoman her, decide to take five and leave Scarlett high and dry and untethered. Soon the the wild trunk oscillation will overpower her little hands’ death grips on the ottoman and she will come crashing down and let out a peel of pure cheesed offishness.
Download PDF here Sept. 21, 2008 8:06PM There is almost so much to write about Scarlett and Maconnell already I don’t think I’m going to catch up so I just thought everyone might want to be prepared when they meet Scarlett again. As you all know, there is a small bet that she will be walking by Thanksgiving, but extrapolating from the available evidence, it seems like it might be next week that Scarlett is taking her first steps and maybe another week before she is asking to borrow the car.
I thought Ivan’s kids were loud and never imagined that my kids would be so, but Scarlett has not only exceeded expectations but can squeal at such a high pitch that for just a few seconds it appears that her mouth is open and no sound comes out, but in actuality what has happened is her pitch has gone ultrasonic for a few seconds and then she returns back to earth and follows it with a surprisingly raspy “WHarrr!“ The expression at these times is the most interesting bit: There is not a hint of displeasure or irritation, but more of an open, arched eyebrow, eyes wide open surprised look that suggests even she is astonished by just how much noise she can generate.
At these times, Maconnell is usually doing something that has caught our attention which makes me wonder if it isn’t some sort of attention grabbing maneuver she has engineered. Usually though, Maconnell is deep into his almost-Talmudic study of Elmo and all things Elmo, 24 hours a day, but he has definitely discovered he has a sister and has commenced trying to stomp, smother, bat on the head with baseball bat, rip any and all playthings from the fist of, but also will give kisses and hugs and pats on the head to his sister, Scarlett.