Raspberries

Sara Beth has learned how to blow raspberries.  She will stick out her tongue and blow.  Heather will wake up in the middle of the night to the sound of SaraB practicing making these noises.  I'll take her word for it, as I sleep through the night like a log.  I will occasionally remember some noise that awoke me in the middle of the night, but I gain enough consciousness to discern if it's SaraB or a playful cat.  

  By the way, on a tangential note, the best way to make a cat stop waking you in the middle of the night is to ignore it.  It turns out that Gracie cat enjoyed being chased through the house, watching me bump into stuff in my attempts to spray her with a water bottle after waking me.  Ignoring her and staying in bed works much better (and we conserve water).

Getting back onto the Sara Beth track, we cooked 3 sweet potatoes for dinner tonight, one for me, one for Heather, and one for Sara Beth.  Heather and I finished off our plates.  Sara Beth might take a little longer to finish hers.  But she does enjoy it and will lean towards the spoon in order to get it in her mouth quicker.   We're probably going to start mashing up steamed carrots too.

I have enjoyed all the holidays and shortened weeks.  I worked with Sara Beth showing her how to GENTLY pet a cat.  It became hard to find a willing feline participant as they all quickly learned that staying near SaraB would result in some minor amounts of hair removal.  Note how I had to hold down Little Bit for the following picture as she tries to subtly to slip off the couch.

Finally, I don't know what has changed, but I, for one, and happy to see that Sara Beth will now continue to smile even when the camera comes out.