Well, I have decided that contrary to people's wisdom, 6 months is not a magical age for babies. I think I enjoyed Madison more when she was 5 months old. She is a bear right now! She can't sit by herself; she can't crawl; she can't stand up; she can't roll from her belly to her back. She can't do all the things she would like to do, and I think she is utterly fed up! What she can do is roll from her back to her belly and get stuck and cry for help. She can also talk - a week ago it was da-da-da. Now, it is sss-sss-sss, like a hissing snake. She won't do both of them in the same week - one sound at a time. Madison has not learned to kick over her activity mat - consciously or unconsciously, I am not sure. The first time it happened, this is how we found her - see left.
We went to the zoo on Friday night. We realized that it was more for us than for her as we walked around, but it was fun. We went to see the new polar bear exhibit. There she is - tiny next to these giants! The Alaskan brown bear in the same area were actually active as well. The two in the enclosure were playing in the water. We took Madison to the window to see, but she looked at people more than at the bears. There is a baby gorilla there too. He is so tiny. As we watched him, we noticed he is missing the lower half on one of his leg. I wonder how he will integrate with the rest of the troop as he gets older.
We went to church today and left her in the nursery. She screamed the whole time (pretty much). Those nursery workers are a blessing, but I don't know if we'll do that to them again anytime soon. I don't know if she is just tired; it is usually almost naptime. Or if she is just unsure of the strange faces; she is getting close to close to that stranger anxiety thing. Ugh. Well, I need to get her fed. Hope everyone has a great week.