Baby update.

She's six and a half months! Going on seven months! W00t!

For those of you who don't know what this means....

Six month development
And again. (Am I the only one squicked that even to other adults, they use the word "tummy" instead of "stomach"?)
Seventh month development
And again.

What this means for me:

Well, the baby's had her first ever bites of banana. Unlike Ana, she appeared to enjoy the experience somewhat. Ana kept making weird faces at us, even as she went back for more.

Her most recent bout of teething seems to be over... for now. She's got two teeth already (and they hurt!), as well as some coming in on the sides that appear to be regrouping for the next offensive. If she keeps going on like this, at least it'll be over quickly, right?

She's into dropping toys, practicing "waving" motions, and working on that oh-so-complicated clapping thing. I'm sure she'll get it one of these days.

She was all about the rolling for a few days, but now she's decided she's just into sitting up. Should she find herself on her stomach, she'll practice crawling a bit. She has the basics, but she can't coordinate herself yet. This is a Good Thing.

Oh, and she's entered that delightful phase where she can't bear to be parted from the adults in her life for so much as a second. By that, I mean me. It's almost funny. Here I am in the living room. I take literally one step into the kitchen, and her baby-sense starts tingling. WAAAA! Back in the living room - and she grins at me. Into the kitchen - WAAAAA! Living room - grin! Kit-WAAA! Li-GRIN! It's just, seriously, I'm not ten feet away from you, Eva! And I'm hungry! I want to make food! Gah! (No, I'm not bringing her into the kitchen while I cook. It's not a good idea. And I don't want to sling her, because she tends to lean out. If she's on my back, this makes me uncomfortable. I know from experience that she's not going to fall out that way, but I prefer to have her where I can catch her should she fall out anyway.)

If Jenn ever has any other kids, they'd damn well better skip that stage. Once is bad enough.

(On a similar note, Ana's taken to imitating how I travel with a bookbag and sling. Of course, she does this by fiddling with her purse (or "person", as she calls it) until it's painfully twisted around. It's flattering. Really. And there's a whole lot less screaming than Eva indulges in.)

Bloomberg's being deliberately obtuse again.

Mayor Michael Bloomberg says he is sticking by the cell phone ban.

"You can't use cell phones in schools, you can't use iPods. Why can't you get the message? They're just not appropriate," he says.

For the LAST FUCKING TIME - nobody is saying they should be calling people and chatting on their cell phones during school time. Everybody is saying that the reasonable alternative is the one kids already use - turn off the cell phone the second you enter the building, and keep it off until you leave.

This way, if your mom needs to call you to tell you to hurry home and take the chicken out of the freezer, she can - after school.

I fail to see what's so difficult about this concept that he's not getting.