Miss Chuckles

Sorry, but you cannot tell me that we don't have the cutest little babe around. Check out that grin, would you! She was in full smile-a-rama mode in this shot. Unbelievably the day was 40 degrees and we had three other mums and their babies around for a little lunch. We had the fan outside, fruit, cold water, you name it. Seems like a lifetime ago since I'm sitting here watching rain pour down outside and Harriet is safely tucked up in a warm blanket for her day sleep.

So, what's new in the world of Harriet? She has started giggling! It is *so* cute, she does proper chuckles and the best way to elicit them is a series of long raspberries to the belly. Hard on the lips but easy on the ears when you hear her go for it.

She's generally been a very happy baby lately, although having said that yesterday she was a bit grumpy. But looking at these photos you wouldn't know it and really, by grumpy I mean she just doesn't settle like she normally does. Although her latest trick is waking up at 4am almost on the dot and lying back chuckling, talking to herself and playing with her feet. Sure, it's cute. But most of the time Papa Jimbo and I can barely keep our eyes open enough to watch her, let alone join in and play.


As for mobility issues, the past few days have seen Harriet do a worm-like 'crawl' across the bed on her tummy. She also loves lifting herself right up on her full arms and then gets tired two seconds later and flops down to resting on her forearms. As for potential crawling, that too is on the way. When she is on her belly she is now pushing her bum right up in the air and wriggling her little knees to get them under. Oh and the cats should beware - she has started to seek them out. Well kind of anyway; this morning when she was worming her way across the bed she made a beeline for where Squeezmo was lying and plunged her little hand down into his plush fur. Squeeze didn't seem to mind so much, he just casually stretched out, moved to a slow stand and strolled away. I think it's going to progress to a quick trot in direct proportion to Harriet's mobility.

This morning she also rolled from front to back three times! Yay Harriet! I thought it may have been a fluke like the time she did it a month ago, but this time she seemed to understand how she did it better and was able to replicate it twice straight after. But then she got tired and started to whinge and didn't think to roll herself over - I had to help her, rather than Harriet rolling herself, so who knows.

For some unfathomable reason, Harriet's favourite, favourite toy in the whole world (of course her whole world is comprised of the house and the car, but there you go), is this little helium foil balloon that came from some friends along with the flowers to congratulate us on her birth (Hi TVR-ers!). She LOVES this thing and stares longingly at it when we're changing her. If we have the time it comes down for a play and here you can see Harriet doing a little weights work with it. She smashes it up to her mouth, pushes it up into the air, runs her fingers along it, you name it, she does it. What is it about this balloon?

In this photo she's having a grand old time hanging out with Aunty Greta. We've been pretty social lately and Harriet has taken it all in her stride. Leos hey, who would have thought it? /sarcasm