Wubert

Let’s Roll

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Very recently, Lucy mastered the arcane art of rolling over from one’s tummy to one’s back and vice versa. She’d been attempting this feat for quite a while but had never succeeded fully because while she could get her body to roll over, her rather large head would never cooperate.

So, while she could roll her body over without too much trouble, her head would stubbornly remain steadfast in its exact same position and she would end up flailing her little arms in frustration. Of course upon seeing this, her loving dad would laugh at her for the briefest of moments before realigning her head and body.

So, now the body has finally caught up w/ the head, and this most recent of events has not escaped her attention. Basically, she now approximates the actions of a deranged rolling pin whenever given half a chance. I’m told this is the start of the “mobility phase” and that this is where the fun really begins. Nice.

A Little Privacy, Please.

Potty Time!

Jill has been teaching Lucy how to communicate some of her most basic of needs via Elimination Communication. Basically, with ‘EC’, the kid will be able to communicate when she needs to ‘go’ instead of just letting things fly in her diaper.

Actually, I think Wubert has been doing a variation on this for sometime. Bad cat.

Lucy & Wubert

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Well, the verdict is in–and the verdict is Wubert is cool.

Lucy has recently begun smiling at Wubert, and is learning to pet him gently. She even giggles at him occasionally. This after months of being oblivious to his presence, then wary of it.

He has always been interested in her, sniffing her when possible, and napping wherever she has been. Often when returning from an outing I’ll find evidence that every inch of her bed has been stepped on by little cat feet (dimples in the bedding, not what you’re thinking! That’s gross!).

He has always acted as her self-appointed guardian, doing sentry duty at the doorway if she is sleeping in the bedroom, and rushing to her aid whenever he hears her cry (which can be frustrating for him if she is behind closed doors.)

Now that her grabbing and grasping abilities are in full swing, he will discretely place himself just out of reach when sitting near her. Wise move!

He does allow her to pet him, and Mommy is of course careful to show her the flat open hand pet, and prevent ear or tail pulling. Of course her siamese stuffed animals get less gentle treatment…

Overall I’d say the big brother/little sister relationship is going well.

April, 2007 Pics

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That’s a Big Cat!

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Dad: “…and that’s why Wubert is so big. He’s got a sweet fang for cry babies!”

Kid: “No way!”

Dad: “Way! Crying kids taste better to cats, something to do w/ tears tasting like tuna treats to ‘em. I read it on the internet.”

Kid: “Oh yeah? Then why hasn’t he eaten me yet? I’ve cried once or twice.”

Dad: “He’s on Atkins right now. Crying kids are carb-city, ya know. But he won’t be on it forever, and once he’s off, he’ll be looking for a ‘crybaby crunch’ bigtime!”

Kid: “MOMMY!”

Mom (offscreen): “What are you telling her?!”

Scaring Little Kids!

Don’t look now Lucy, but there’s a big fuzzy monster
right behind you–and he looks HUNGRY!”