Wren is now six months old. She is still much larger than Ena was at this age - both longer and heavier. She now weighs 17.4 pounds and is about the height Ena was at 10 months. She is nearly sitting up on her own and is also very close to crawling. She is quite good at lifting her bum up or her head and chest but she hasn't quite figured out how the two go together to allow for forward movement. She is really very fast at pushing herself backwards though and more than once has found herself underneath the couch (well, the lower half of her body anyway - although I am not hovering over her the way I did Ena at this age I am still paying attention!)
I try to encourage her attempts at crawling and when I do Ena gets right involved. She goes between mimicking what I've said - "good girl, Wren. Almost. You can do it." - to getting down on all fours and trying to teach Wren how to crawl. Happily, Wren loves this attention from Ena.
Over the last few days Wren has become a bit more expressive and she has started to laugh more freely at Ena's antics. For months now we've been able to make Wren laugh by zerberting her tummy or pretending to eat parts of her body, but now she is laughing when we laugh or when Ena makes a funny face or noise. It's a lovely sight to behold. Ena was never free with her laughter as a baby. She smiled a lot but she just didn't seem to laugh. I kept expecting it as a developmental stage, having read in one of the parenting books that by a certain month my baby would be laughing, but Ena just never laughed this way until she was much older. I remember telling this to one of our friends who had two children and he said not to worry - their own baby laughed only at the antics of her older brother. He and his wife could never make her laugh. I guess even babies recognize that children are far more entertaining than us old folks.
Here are a couple of shots of Wren - I thought I might start her early on the art of tea drinking. First lesson, how to hold your cup.
I try to encourage her attempts at crawling and when I do Ena gets right involved. She goes between mimicking what I've said - "good girl, Wren. Almost. You can do it." - to getting down on all fours and trying to teach Wren how to crawl. Happily, Wren loves this attention from Ena.
Over the last few days Wren has become a bit more expressive and she has started to laugh more freely at Ena's antics. For months now we've been able to make Wren laugh by zerberting her tummy or pretending to eat parts of her body, but now she is laughing when we laugh or when Ena makes a funny face or noise. It's a lovely sight to behold. Ena was never free with her laughter as a baby. She smiled a lot but she just didn't seem to laugh. I kept expecting it as a developmental stage, having read in one of the parenting books that by a certain month my baby would be laughing, but Ena just never laughed this way until she was much older. I remember telling this to one of our friends who had two children and he said not to worry - their own baby laughed only at the antics of her older brother. He and his wife could never make her laugh. I guess even babies recognize that children are far more entertaining than us old folks.
Here are a couple of shots of Wren - I thought I might start her early on the art of tea drinking. First lesson, how to hold your cup.
