Monday, March 19, 2007

Baby Steps to Independence

Our brave girl Sydney has been making her shoes squeak! We actually think the squeakiness might be helping her take steps, because she likes to hear them and she has to lift up her feet and put them down to get the squeak. For those of you who don't know, we got Sydney some shoes in China that have squeakers in the heels (removeable if you can't handle hearing the squeak). These shoes were for sale in little shops all around our hotel in Guangzhou, and are very popular with adopting families. We are considering asking some other waiting couples if they'll pick up a few more pairs for Sydney when they go pick up their daughters, because they're actually very well-made shoes.

So she can really move around the ottoman, and then she'll sometimes rotate herself over to the couch, and make her way along the couch and recliner. She has also walked down the hallway while holding the wall. Here she is clinging to the wall. Please excuse the dirt on the wall left by Ellie, who sometimes likes to rub against it. Hey, I never said I kept a clean house!



She can still take steps on her own between us, and the distance is widening! Often we'll catch her just standing there, without holding on to anything (except maybe a sock or the current object of focus) to support herself. She has discovered her third "hand" - her mouth - to carry things. She'll also bail herself out and get down and crawl to where she wants to go, and then eventually sits up and stands on her own. We're glad that she is getting better at falling - catching herself with her hands.
Sydney has also begun to form actual words and sounds when asked. She can repeat Baba (Chinese for dad) and sometimes Mama if the mood strikes, although most of the time when I say "Mama" to her, she responds with "Baba," much to the delight of Brian. She will also tell you what the kitty-cat says, and believe me when I say that it sounds like a real cat!

Here's Sydney walking down the hallway in her flip-flops from Hawaii, courtesy of her "Auntie" Susan from Spokane.



She has tried using a spoon on her own, although we put the food on the spoon for her. She knows where it goes once there's something edible on it. Note the little pinky finger being held in the most dainty of positions.




Last Saturday we visited our friends Chris and Shawna, and Sydney got to meet Shawna's 91-year old grandmother who is temporarily staying with them. Sydney liked Grama Edna's watch on the chain.





Yesterday we did some yardwork, so we put Sydney in her playpen for only the second time. (The first time, she was at our friends' house for Pinochle night and was sleeping in it.) Here she is waving from it on our back deck. (Waving and clapping are easily coaxed from Sydney.) Note the sock in the mouth.





And finally, here is the sleepy Sydney picture of the day:



Good night and sweet dreams in food land!

3 comments:

vj4worldxn said...

We can see amazing changes since the last time we saw Sydney this past February. These are moments that are forever treasured along with pictures and videos that preserve what our minds so easily forget. It is a miracle to think that only a few months ago, Sydney was living in China not realizing where she would be in the near future. It will be a cherished moment when she grows up and comes to realize how blessed she is to be in the home of parents who offer her security, discipline, and most of all love. We pray for God's hand to be upon her as she grows up in a land where there is freedom, abundance, and opportunity. We also pray for God's hand to be upon Brian and Wendy as they discover the joys of parenthood and all the responsibilies that come with it. Hesed !

Love you.....

Dad and Mom

Unknown said...

Hey,
Let's go into the squeaky shoe business! Maddie loves hers, and is just about outgrowing them now! I want to put in an order for a couple of dozen pairs for my two wonderful granddaughters! Sydney looks great - wish I were there! My favorite of the recent batch of pictures - Sydney waving, sock in mouth!
More! More! We love it, and all of you!
Love, Mom

Unknown said...

Hi Brian and Wendy
This is not your mom. This is Patsy.

I can't remember my password so we gave up and used your moms.

We all got to see Maddie, Mike and Desiree today. She kept picking grass and taking one or two sprigs over to Gloria over and over, put her hand in a glass of ice water, kept trying to escape, and succeeded in putting a big smile on Grandpa's face; he was first in the door to get to Maddie.

I wanted to tell you what I learned at work at After School Club.

I asked this young Russian girl who is gettilng married next month. She is my peer; about 128 to 20 years old;I am half century plus a little more as Iell the chlildren as I am the oldest person working After School Club wilth the kids.

(can't get the hang of this lap top; first time I ever used one.

I said to her "Nina, if Russians are not allowed to cut their hair, men and women both, why is their hair not dragging the ground.

she said that if you don't cut it, it barely grows and stops, like at the length the men's beards are, and after marriage the women wear a small cup cover on their bun and you don't see their hair again.

So, if that is true, if hair is trimmed, it grows more, and probably thickens as well.

The potential bride also has to have her maid of honor with her for the whole week before the wedding; I think she said because in the old days, the bride might be kidnapped. They have other verfy interesting customs; the wedding lasts most of a month.
I have to go now, getting late. I was having difficulty gettilng into sydney's blog, so just to let you know I haven't forgotten to forward those photos I took at the Hawaiiancafe. Had a lot of rush things plus school lesson plan every week,crafts, mowing law, and a few other prioritiles.

I enjoyed the photos and clever poetic comments. Sydney will be grateful when she is about 35...but it should tell her she was very special to everyone. Not many babies are so honored. It is a lot of work, I would think, especially if one is working.