Wednesday December 3, 1997
Jamettiz has been expanding her views for about a week now - she's crawling around most of our apartment!
I'm beginning to think her first words will be. "No, Jamettiz! NOT the cord, let go of it!"
When her Daddy tells her not to touch it, she lets go of it, but only to play with it using her feet instead.
She's still as fascinated as ever in paper, preferrably newspapers and junkmail.
But yesterday evening I began making own paper, and when I was shredding the papers I was using, she started crying hysterically. Neither Hubby nor I could figure out what it was she got so upset about, but we thought it might be the sound of when I tore the paper, or that she was just being oversensitive since she was hungry.
She's crawling around my chair, trying to stand up towards it, but it doesn't work, since it's an office chair, and the seat is in the way for her head.
Well, it's about time she got her lunch now.
I made some sausage-stew for us, and mixed a little of it to see if She would eat it too, and she did! So she'll get a little of that today too, together with potatoes and some vegetable-purées. And then strawberry-purée for dessert.
