I recently read a report on a study about when babies learn to detect danger (and its correlation with the development of locomotion). According to the study, when threatened with looming objects, babies develop the same kind of neural activity as adults around the time that they learn to crawl.
When I first read the report, I imagined the conversations the researchers must have had when designing their study. First, they had to choose a looming object, and then they had to figure out how to threaten babies with it. I was also fascinated by the idea that we don't develop the ability to notice we're about to be flattened until we can do something about it.
Elizabeth does seem to acknowledge dangerous situations - pausing to register things hovering over her head, cliffs, etc. However, we can't help but notice that while her ability to detect danger seems to be developing just fine, her desire to reach the shiny usually overrides any sense of caution. Good thing she's not that fast yet!
Oh - and in case you are wondering, Uncle Dave and Brendan were building a bedframe. No comment on the balcony bonfire...
You know it's getting cold when the winter clothing appears. Elizabeth isn't a huge fan of snow suits or bunting bags because they restrict her movement quite a lot, but she puts up with it as long as there are enough interesting things to look at! Like Mr Pumpkin Head, who lives down the street! Elizabeth fits her winter clothes much better than last winter. Wasn't she tiny? (She's wearing the same snowsuit if you follow the link. Or rather, drowning in it...)
During our walk today we stopped at Fifth Avenue Court to stretch our legs. It was the first time I've been, but I suspect not the last! Elizabeth loved watching the fans, fountain and playing with the foliage. While we were there, we met another baby aged six months. Her grandmother brought little Sophie over to meet Elizabeth. "Sophie has never seen another baby before", she said. I was pretty surprised! Sophie was quite fascinated to meet another baby, so I recommended babytime - we'll see if she appears at Sunnyside on Tuesday.
Mealtimes are slowly but surely improving as Elizabeth gets used to the idea of solids.
We fed her chili for the first time yesterday (well, okay, rice and kidney bean paste) and she seemed to enjoy it. In fact, she's stopped crying at mealtimes and while we go to fairly extreme lengths to entertain her during the meal, she's actually starting to swallow food on purpose. As opposed to swallowing when we've tricked her into actually putting food into her mouth. It's nice to see some progress but we're still thankful that it's not the quantity of food that she eats that counts, but introducing her to the idea of flavours and textures, since she only eats a couple of teaspoons worth of food at a time. Patience is definitely in order.
Her favourite food is still popsicle (strawberry-blueberry or strawberry-orange), especially if she can share mom or dad's. She seems to like mashed bananas, but not avocado. Cream of rice is okay, squash is better but leek-potato soup was definitely NOT a hit. Beef gravy was tolerated better than the banana - it would be interesting to see what she makes of it now that she's starting to get the hang of this. She's getting neater about the actual eating part too!
Oh and she seems to have a taste for toes as well...
Elizabeth and I went to CHEO for our followup appointment with Dermatology today. The thyroid and ultrasound results were both normal, so we are officially just being "monitored". We have to go back on November 25th, but at least that will give us a month's break after next week's ENT appointment! Since the interested strangers didn't strip Elizabeth totally naked - a sign she has correctly decided means someone is about to poke her with something sharp or otherwise prod her - she pretended to be a model child, cooing, laughing and even condescending to cuddle with the head dermatologist.
Ah food. Our good friend and source of nutrients. Right?
According to Wikipedia:
Food is any substance, usually composed of carbohydrates, fats, proteins and water, that can be eaten or drunk by an animal, including humans, for nutrition or pleasure.
Oh, well that's the problem. Elizabeth has obviously been reading Wikipedia again. She seems to think that eating is about how much food she can get on her clothes (or occasionally on Mommy) rather than how much food she can... um.. well... ingest.
She seems to vary between having fun spraying food all over the place and making really sour faces when Mommy or Daddy actually manage to get some food past her defense systems and into her mouth. Oh well, we'll just have to keep trying.
One added benefit to eating solids is apparently having a really clean baby. Elizabeth may soon be having a bath after every meal. Fortunately she absolutely loves bath time now. Good thing we put in extra water-proofing in the bathroom...