It's only early days into the 5-month threshold; already the little monster is starting to show her personality. We don't call her 'the monster' or 'the creature' without reason. Many times we'll find ourselves at wits' end, trying to keep up our energy levels entertaining her or keeping her from getting bored. Or trying to placate her frustration.
At the moment, she takes after her mom: easily bored and gets distracted easily. She also lacks patience but then again, most babies at this age display the kinds of traits she does. She really knows how to twist everyone around her little finger, especially her daddy, who's admitted to the possibility of spoiling her (as if he isn't already).
She displays her vocal prowess with her shrieks, both of frustration and excitement. Only mommy knows how to extract the heartiest of laughs and giggles right now. When she starts on her tantrums, it's off to daddy.
She's got one word in her vocbulary: mem. It's uttered in times of distress, hunger and disomfort. It's thrown about with frequency when she wants attention or doesn't like the position she's sitting in or doesn't want to be placed lying down on her mattress. Mem in all it's entirety and variations - mmmm, mmmeehh, memeh, memmm - is bandied about when she wants something. And mem for mom, milk and love, naturally.
Memmm is what I'll give the little creature for as long as she wants.
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