Sparrow Lorelei photo gallery

Sparrow's first Christmas, Albany, 2009
Christmassy stuff, family, food...

Sparrow says "It's Grandma!". Grandma says "It's Sparrow!"

Sparrow says, looking directly at me, "I asked *you* to hold me, why'd you give me to him? I am filing a complaint under section 63.1 part B clause 27 of the Infant Rights Act, and you're going to know about it." Uncle Chris is just amused that the reaction of the small child to being on his lap probably means he gets out of having to hold her most of the rest of the week.

However, once a Mummyhug was applied as requested, he didn't seem so bad.

Sitting on Trevor's lap, with her new cup. It has handles. Handles are supposed to be good for babies to hold. She thought they made excellent tools for swinging the cup wildly and randomly and pouring it most excellently in ways that produced many screeches. Trevor is not screeching, but that's because the cup is already empty (Mummy says, wiping off her pants).

Playing with new toys and Christmas presents. This wooden fish makes good sounds if you bang it with its stick, and there's a wood-and-elastic snake thing at her feet that's interesting to twist and hold.

Wearing the Christmas suit and sitting on Grandma's lap. Well, sort of. She's discovering that if she straightens out and goes stiff she may be able to slide off the lap, and that means she doesn't have to be sitting anywhere unless it's on *her* terms.

Trevor gave Sparrow this squeaky bug thing, and Sparrow is happily exploring it with hands and feet. She still uses both fairly interchangeably to explore surfaces and objects.

This year's Christmas tree - a branch of flowering Tellarina, decorated with more blue and silver.

What?

Watermelon!! And an optimistic attempt to control the mess.

Why did nobody tell me about blackberries before this?