On the verge of seven months, Ellie cut her first tooth!!!!! It is her lower, right front tooth and is oh, so cute! It caused about four sleepless nights but is finally here. She is now working on number two already. Bring on the apples!
We had our 6 month pediatrician appointment last week. Here are the vital statistics: 21 pounds, 14 ounces; 28 1/2 inches long; 108% for height and weight. Ellie is really big for her age, but since height and weight are proportional, the doctor says she is doing great and is very healthy! She had three more shots and was quite a trooper. She only cried for about 10 seconds and then was smiling at the nurses again.
We had a wonderful Saturday, enjoying the 76 degree weather and gorgeous sunshine. We went to the Creamery (owned by the family of Ellie's babysitter, Michelle), and indulged in some fantastic ice cream while sitting at the picnic benches. Then we went to Tuscora park for the first time together. I remember going last summer, VERY pregnant, with my nephews, thinking, Next summer, I'll be bringing Ellie here. Well, it's next summer already, and we had a great time! Joe fed the ducks and geese and Ellie "talked" to them, waving her arms all around. After walking around and watching the other kids play, we went home and relaxed on the porch, playing mancala, pass the pigs, and dice.
Ellie is getting so vocal these days. Ba, ma, and vvvvvvvv seem to be her favorite sounds of the moment. During the second service today she was having way too much fun jabbering, so she went to the nursery for the first time. The workers said she did great for almost the entire time. Just as the message was ending, I heard her screaming, so I went to rescue the workers. :-) She's had a bit of a rough day since that second tooth is coming, otherwise, I think she would have been fine playing with all the kids. She is almost sitting up on her own now. She'll be sitting and then turn to look at something and topple over with no chance of getting back up on her own. I had planned on not sending Ellie to the nursery until she could sit up and play on her own, but her voice is a bit ahead of her balance. Oh well. :-)
It's 8:30 p.m. and time for me to hit the hay.