at her party, bryn also got to choose her destiny... it is chinese tradition, on a child's first birthday, to let her choose from among several objects signifying a variety of careers. so we put out a book (not a lightweight either - gabriel garcia-marquez), a pen, a (toy) stethoscope, a passport, a paintbrush, a gold dollar sign money clip (i know, *classy*), a toy ballerina, a toy saxophone, a baseball and a whisk. you can check out the video to see bryn's choice process, but it was pretty clear what she wanted: the money.
the romantic interpretation is that she will be come kind of fancy financier or maybe the next fed chairman, but i think it just means she will be rich. good thing, because her parents certainly aren't going to be.
at the ripe old age of one, bryn's diet is also starting to expand rapidly. she, of course, had birthday cake at her party. it was a cake that uses vinegar instead of eggs as the leavening agent, but she did get regular old store-bought frosting in a can (turns out it doesn't actually contain any eggs or dairy). bryn wasn't really all that interested in the cake or the frosting, and actually stayed pretty clean. check out the full video documentary here. apple chunks are much more popular,
and clementine oranges are currently the best form of bribery. bryn also got to try some turkey and mashed potatoes on thanksgiving (although she actually slept through our dinner). most nights, we can feed bryn something from our plates (rice, brussels sprouts, chicken), which makes life a lot easier and dinners a lot more fun for all of us.
and, most exciting of all, bryn made her first 911 call. yes, i am one of those parents who ignores all the warnings of other parents and law enforcement officers and lets my child play with the telephone. i figured it would be such a fluke for her to call 911, especially given the current limits of her manual dexterity, that i could risk it. well, it took about 3 months, but finally she did it. and then hung up, so i didn't even know about it. instead, i got to be surprised by the two officers at my door and the paddywagon in my driveway.
officer #1: we got a 911 hang up call from this house.live and learn, i guess.
me: oh, sorry, it must have been the baby.
officer #2: so is everything ok here?
me: yes, we’re fine
officer #1: don’t let the baby play with the phone.
me: yes, ok. sorry...
4 comments:
Sure blame the baby.
Kaya only hit the redial button.
Does she need to stay away from eggs?
we thought bryn might have food allergies since she has eczema, so we decided to wait a little longer on eggs.
bryn must be a bigger troublemaker than kaya... and i am not as good a mother.
love the videos. bryn is more adorable every time i check your blog. that is really funny that the police actually came to your house, instead of just calling you back.
do you cook the apple chunks? noah loves apples but i am paranoid about them now that he has teeth.
i gave him some egg yolk the other day and he was up all night with a stomachache. no fun.
by the way, rafa thoroughly enjoyed watching adam chop down the tree.
i forgot to tell you, heather, that adam is always saying, "what's that baby doing?" rafa made a big impression on him too.
how was noah's bday? did he get cake? i still haven't let bryn try egg yet. whites are the part that more people are allergic to, right?
i don't cook the apples for bryn, but i won't lie - she has definitely gagged on them since she got more teeth, especially when she gets to the end of a chunk. btw, have you heard of baby-led weaning?
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