Week 21

Dear Zayde,


This week I learned how to "tripod."  It's like sitting up, but I use my arms as a means to steady myself. I can stay upright for a few moments before that whole "falling down" thing gets the better of me.  There must be a way of preventing this toppling over problem, but I haven't figured it out.  Yet.  I predict that soon I will be able to roll from back to front.  I can get from my back to my side (if thoroughly enticed by certain favorite toys), but as of yet I can't quite get all the way to my tummy.  You'd think it would be easy to move around such a small body, but - alas - I seem to be as weak as a baby.

Speaking of using my arms, I learned this week that thrusting both my arms out in front of me will cause someone to either give me a toy or pick me up.  Seeing as I enjoy both of these effects, I shall continue to reach forward with full gusto many times per day.  Heck, I might even increase it to many times per hour.  It's not like Mommy has anything better to do.

On Tuesday, I learned that in order for Mommy to "get anything done," someone else has to be here to play with me and take me for a walk.  I'm sure glad you and Bubbi were available.  I'd hate to have to entertain myself.

Yesterday, I learned what a plumber is.  Just like me, a plumber likes to get down on the ground and splash around in water.  Unlike me, he was allowed to play in the cabinet under the sink, where all the "dangerous" stuff is.  I was just getting to like this affable fellow, but then I heard the plumber talk to Mommy and Daddy about "baby proofing" the house.  I have no idea what that means, but it can't be good.  If they didn't want babies around the house, they really should have thought about that BEFORE I was born.  Trying to baby proof now seems a bit too-little-too-late.  Maybe what they mean is that because I am so wonderful, they don't want any more babies, and so they must baby-proof the house to prevent future offspring.  Yes, I'll go with that theory.  It's the one that best fits with my Zelda-centric world view.

I apologize for being a day late with this letter, but I've been incredibly busy this week putting things in my mouth.  There are so many objects just waiting for me to taste them.  So much saliva, so little time...

Rolling along,
Zelda