More stuff (Anna)

It's lovely to watch Emmy's development.

Tonight, in the bath, I started blowing funny noises into a cup. Last week, she would have giggled and watched. Tonight, she grabbed the cup and pulled it away, and then put it back up to my mouth when she wanted me to make the sound.

Her understanding of "object permanence" has arrived. We can no longer put things behind our back and hope she forgets about it. And for several months, we've been playing peekaboo with her. Now, she'll put a towel or a blanket over her own head and pull it off, hoping for us to yell in delight "Peekaboo!" (which of course we do).

She's also learnt fear. Things she has encountered pretty much every day since she was born are now scary. The phone. The toilet flushing. The garborator. And she's very reluctant now to be carried by other people, screeching and wriggling back into our arms. When we leave the room, now, more times than not, she will scream bloody murder and it's an indignant kind of scream, as in "You think you can just go to the kitchen and leave me here?" It's touching and adorable and exasperating, like most things about parenting.

And there are new sounds every day. Today's is "ing, ing, ing."