Moxie and her new twiga (compliments of Karen Mark!) were all coordinated in their various shades of blue. Thought we would share a few shots.
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Alright folks. It is time for another quick recap on the vida loca that is Moxie Eleanor. This month Moxie has rolled over (though she doesn’t really like to), found her feet and likes to suck on them, babbles quite a bit, and can sit up for like 10 seconds on her own. This is also the first time she has noticed the big piece of paper next to her during the photo shoot. Big doins.
Pili has mixed feelings about Moxie. At first she was curious but didn’t get close because Sherif Gyges wouldn’t let her. After a while Gyges learned to share baby duty with Pili so now she sneaks sniffs and even sits or lays near Moxie when she is playing. You can look back through the posts and find Pili in several of them.
As for Moxie, the older she gets the more she finds the dogs interesting. She likes to watch them run around wrestling. She startles (but not in a bad way) when they bark. Now she likes to reach out and touch them. Usually she ends up really grabbing at their skin with her crazy hand strength. They are very patient with her though. Good thing. This kid is going to be around for a while.
Here are some pictures from a recent hang out session between Mox and Pili.
Moxie is surrounded by various giraffe friends. One has to have a certain set of skills to care for a giraffe–let alone a herd of them. Here’s how Moxie gets them to go to sleep. She plays with them and hugs them and shows them that she cares. The best part is when she sings to them. (Notice Pili in the background hoping to copy some of Mox’s trade-craft.)
Moxie digs her exer-saucer. Call it whatever you want: jumper, play center, whatever. She loves it. She can entertain herself in this thing for a good 20 minutes. Once she is focused on her various buttons and toys we can make her bottles for the next day, cook (heat up) dinner, or feed the dogs. All important things. A few nights ago Strider decided to take some pictures of Mox in her contraption. They look pretty cool:
Moxie is really starting to reach out and grab stuff. Sometimes it’s your face, sometimes it’s Pili’s face, and sometimes it is a toy. It is exciting to see her developing these skills. We are also proud to announce that she has super monkey strength in her hands. Seriously–this girl can do some damage. Be warned.
A few weeks ago we had dinner over at the Mark-Tucker house. It was wonderful–as always–but this time Moxie got to jam with Uncle Tony. She sat on the bench next to Tony watching what he was doing very carefully for a while. Then she put her hand on his arm while he played the piano. Then, after a while, she set her hands on the keys and, still watching Tony, she started to push down. It was really sweet. Next they are going to play chopsticks.
After playing for a while they had to take a break. Serious jam sessions can really take a lot out of you.
Moxie has some serious tweedles. She has serious who hairs. Still don’t know what I am talking about? She has bajillions of tiny thin mini hairs that grow on her forehead. Here is a picture (of the whole fan–but focus on the tweedles) to show you the seriousness of what I am talking about.
Also: homegirl can rock a ponytail.
Moxie joined her cousins today in the sacred act of receiving Tucker family hand-me-downs. Clothes, toys, and who knows else what went from me to Sam to Ryan to Helen to Hannah to Ruby and now to Moxie. The first of the treasures is a xylophone and the second a house with a family of armless residents.
I remember these toys. I remember the way the door clicks and the doorbell rings. How the people look nothing like the little sticker family portrait. Sure, Mama No Arms got a facelift and Dad No Arms left his family for his hot twenty something secretary–but the family still runs their household.
Moxie and I spent a few hours on Saturday with some fellow moms and babes. Our host’s husband made us waffles and fresh whipped cream. Everyone brought stuff to share. We brought a pastry from the Grumpy Bakery at 4 Corners. It isn’t actually called “Grumpy Bakery” but the old ladies running the show are almost never friendly and almost always grumpy. They do, however, make some seriously delicious stuff. Strider loves their apple fritters if anyone comes to visit.
Anyway, Moxie and I had a great time hanging out. Moxie, being one of the youngest, hasn’t caught up with her friends on rolling over. But she still destroys all of them with her hair. The mom who hosted took pictures of the brunch and here are a few:
