Wednesday, 26 February 2014: Three Hundred and Thirty One Days Old.
Ayla’s always loved being tickled and gets so exited her squeals reach a pitch high enough to almost shatter glass and her smile looks like its about to break her face in two.
And now Ayla’s learned to share the fun of being tickled with Hubby and I.
I couldn’t quite work out what Ayla was doing the first time she grabbed at my underarm and I thought maybe I’d let things grow a little bit “wild” under there.
But after reassuring myself that I wasn’t at all unkempt Ayla’s persistence really had me stumped.
Eventually, with no other solution coming to mind I decided to tickle Ayla under her arm so she could feel what she was doing to me; it wasn’t exactly ticklish but it was certainly making me flinch!
Then it clicked. Ayla was in fact one step ahead of me, deciding she felt like a tickle fight and using her initiative to kick things off.
But now I’ve created a Tickle Monster! Whenever an underarm is exposed at Ayla level (which includes the lying on the couch and sitting on the floor) you can rest assured it won’t be long before her tiny fingers start grabbing and poking and “tickling”.
I pretend to laugh and squeal which set Ayla off in a fit off giggles, so happy and pleased with herself that she can beat Mummy at her own game.
But while it’s all in fun for Ayla and I, when Ayla decides to give Daddy a tickle it usually ends in tears – his!
It seems that Daddy’s armpits, with all their masculinity, are not cut out for tiny pinching baby fingers…. but it doesn’t stop Ayla trying!
Wednesday, 8 January 2014: Two Hundred and Eighty Two Days Old.
Ayla thought it was Christmas all over again when her Aunty Lez and Uncle Cam and their four kids arrived dsto stay with us for a few days.
It was lovely to have our house brimming over with kids.
Ayla and eight-month old Tilly straight away picked up where they’d left off at The Station; playing happily in a puddle of water and eating fallen leaves (mmm….yummy?)
Ayla watched on intently as her older cousins excitedly made themselves at home, and later in the evening as we were all winding down Ayla relaxed on the couch with a book and two year old Billy.
Seeing how much Ayla loves playing with her cousins is slowly making me feel better about putting her in daycare when I go back to work in a few months.
As much as I hate the idea of leaving her, Ayla gets so much stimulation and enjoyment from hanging out with other kids that I know she’ll fit right in.
I just remembered this video from the weekend (before we were both sick)!
We were grocery shopping and Ayla got the giggles whenever I put something in the trolley and looked at her.
A cute game of supermarket peekaboo ensued… It’s amazing how little you care what other people think when you’re being silly for your baby!
*** apologies for the crappy sound! Make sure your volume’s up and there’s no background noise nearby!***
I remember when I could sit with a coffee and read the paper!
But I like it better now 🙂