One "milestone" of sorts is that she is definitely getting better at playing us. I've noticed recently that she has figured out how to cry while keeping the pacifier in her mouth (kind of defeating the purpose?!), and clearly this is just to bring us back into her room when she doesn't want to sleep. Then when one of us goes in she spits out the pacifier, and when you reach down to give it back to her she takes the opportunity to grab your hand with both of her hands and won't let go. Sameer especially finds this so cute that he often stands there and just lets her hold his hand. And, yes, he is aware that this encourages her behavior. I think the most uttered phrase in our house is, "It's a good thing you're cute, because otherwise [insert annoying behavior] would get old real fast."
We were hoping for another milestone recently when at least two times Sonia managed to turn on the mobile in her crib while we were out of the room. I was convinced she was some sort of genius who had watched us turn it on and had then figured out how to do it herself. But, alas, the other day at 6am I watched in person as she "thumped" her legs up and down all over her crib, and eventually managed to kick the mobile which apparently turns it on quite easily. Turns out we are not raising the next Doogie Howser, but instead a sort of spastic baby who manages to thrash all around her crib eventhough she can't sit up, scoot, or crawl yet.
We have had a couple of social outings recently. I've yet to write about our first official date night (as in hire a babysitter and go out)...exciting stuff! Sameer and I went to dinner on Valentine's Day while Claudia (a German au pair for a family who lives year us whom I found online) watched Sonia. "Watch" is a strong word to describe sitting on our sofa watching our giant television while Sonia slept the whole time, but everyone was happy all around. We were especially happy to find Claudia who seemed very capable and lived quite close, only to learn she is leaving her host family in April. Lovely.
Last weekend we headed up to the city for the Dodson twins' first birthday party, which was great fun. At this age birthday parties seem to be more about giving adults an excuse to eat cake or cupcakes, and we are big fans of that. The party was easily the most exposure to other children that Sonia has had all at one time. At first, she seemed to enjoy hanging out, including making repeated attempts to grab Sameer's beer bottle while he held her (to her credit, this seemed to be a pretty smart thing to do since at our house all bottles are filled with milk for her). But, after about 30 or 40 minutes she decided she'd had enough and started to have a bit of a meltdown. Despite getting to temporarily hijack Dylan Dodson's crib, there was just way too much going on for her to take a much-needed nap, so we headed home. I think she was asleep in the stroller before we even got to the car 3 blocks away.The next day we headed up to Berkeley to attend Sanjay and Melissa's Oscar party. I recall at this event last year we were expecting but hadn't told anyone yet...what a difference a year makes. I didn't fare too well on my Oscar picks (I should have known the Academy was not going to give an award to a guy currently starring in Norbit), but at least beat Sameer who filled them out randomly in the car on the way up. Sonia was for once not the youngest child at the party (although the one with the least hair, especially considering she has rubbed off a large patch on the back of her head). Since her Dada was in attendance, I don't think she spent a single minute without being held, so she was a big fan of the night as well.
Other than that, life goes on pretty much as usual. I must admit that Sameer and I have finally joined 30 million others and started watching American Idol. I figured it was by far the #1 show of our time and it was becoming kind of odd that we didn't watch it (after all, we weren't above watching "So You Think You Can Dance?" last summer which was clearly more embarrassing). It has joined the elite list of shows Sameer does not let me watch without him: Grey's Anatomy, House, 24, Studio 60, and Scrubs being the others. Okay, maybe not such an elite list. It's amazing what being stuck in your apartment with a sleeping child in the next room starting at 7pm every night will do for the amount of TV you watch.
I'll close with one particularly cute photo of Sonia taken recently...a rare smile at tummy time (typically she just tolerates it for a few minutes and then puts her face down and cries). For more photos from the last month, click here.
