Everything's fine

I hear that people get worried when we don't post. Things are fine. It they weren't, we'd have more to post about. The short version of our lives right now: busy but uneventful on the Blaise front. This blog is in danger of becoming a normal baby blog/brag sheet, although I feel like I'm tempting fate by saying so.

Blaise is doing well. We did a full soy challenge this week and it looks like soy is on the okay list. You might not think you eat a lot of soy, but you'd be amazed. Tofu is not a new favorite, but Blaise will eat it and her gut seems to have no problems with it. If it turns out that she has a million other allergies, she'll at least be able to live a relatively healthy vegan existence. Her favorite finger foods these days are peas (duh), chopped up green beans and cheerios. Almost all of her solid food intake is finger food and it's lots of fun. She's also doing better with bottles, so it seems like the Flagyl took care of whatever the issue was with her appetite.

Now for the shameless bragging portion of our blog post: Blaise reliably points on request to dogs, cats, elephants, shoes, books, babies, Mama, Dad, Leila (our cat), Aunt Kate (who she also identifies as Uncle Andrew; they do tend to come as a unit) and probably lots of other things we haven't tried yet. She startled a golden retriever puppy by barking at it the other day and she meows at our real cat and at her stuffed cat. She says "mama" when she's upset with Dad and "dada" when she's upset with Mom. She can take both hands off whatever she pulls up on and stand on her own for a moment, but she has the Wile E. Coyote problem of falling as soon as she realizes she's unsupported.