The Little Stinker

Hana is still biting. We have a new routine now, which I think will work eventually. When she bites me or is about to bite me, I say "Hana, no biting. Mommy says no bite. If you bite me again, you are going in the crib." Then, inevitably, she bites me again 2 seconds later, so I pick her up, whisk her away, plop her in the crib, and leave the room. She does NOT like it. She wails. I let her cry for about 30 seconds or so, then I go get her, remind her no biting, and tell her I love her and I forgive her. So far, this has cured the biting for the rest of the day.

Today when she went to bite me and I said "Hana no bite" she looked up at me, eyes all innocent, and clear as day said "I want to bite." The little stinker. I had to laugh when she said that because it was just so darn honest.

Bunches and bunches of new words every day. Today: dance, clap, hug, ice cream, blackberry and "no touch."

SF via Ferry

Squishy Face

Molars

Hana's got two molars coming in, one on each side on the top. She's really been a pretty good sport about it, given that it must hurt to have hard bony things pushing through your gums. She's been chewing on her hands for the better part of the week and I caught glimpse of them when she was lying on the floor laughing. I know better than to stick my finger in there to see how far along they are. :) Alas, she still thinks biting is super hilarious.

After several months of being totally fine with nursing just once a day in the morning, the past week Hana keeps asking for milk every time she sees me. She says, "muk muk," tries to lift up my shirt, and gives me the most pitiful puppy dog look. When I say no, a slow whine builds, which I can usually cut off with a piece of cheese or other solid food distraction. I wonder if this new development has to do with teething.

Pete got some great pictures of Hana scarfing down blackberries we picked from the brambles outside our house today. I'll see if I can get Pete to post them.

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