Things that make Lucy laugh

Things that make Lucy laugh:
- Being tickled in the ribs
- The Down by the banks of the hanky panky song (with gestures)
- Zerberts
- When Mommy's bangs brush over her face

All Greg's girls and Greg's feet

I should probably retire my t-shirt - it's from a Taekwon-do competition 5 years ago.
Anyhow, if I wear a nasty t-shirt with holes around the house, I guarantee that barf-queen Lucy will not throw-up on me. If I wear anything remotely presentable, it's like asking for a spit-up shower.
As you can see from this picture, Lucy is extremely interested in Rebecca and everything Rebecca does. The reverse is not really true. Rebecca likes to do her own thing, and while she is intrigued by Lucy, she isn't riveted by her.

4 months and 8 days: Lucy rolls over back to front!

My flyboy was off to the airport, and thus, I found myself once again the master of bedtime. I had come to the story part of Rebecca's nighttime ritual, when Lucy began to wail. I pondered the merits of intervention - often Lucy will resettle herself, and it is very disruptive to Rebecca to splinter her nighttime routine. However, after a few minutes of wait and see, the wailing increased and it became obvious that I needed to do something. I apologized to Rebecca, promised an extra story (or two) as a reward for her patience, and I went to check on Lucy. Lucy was on her belly in her crib, with one leg through the rails. No wonder she was annoyed! But hooray - Lucy rolled over! Unfortunately, she still has to learn rolling front to back, so I may need to make periodic rescues of this kind. This particular milestone grants me a measure of relief because I no longer feel as though she can really get stuck.

HUMMUS AND PITA!!!! WAAAAAAH!!!

I consider Becca to be (usually) an excellent eater. She eats a wide variety of meats, dairy products, fruit, vegetables, and starchy foods. Lately her willingness to try new things has evaporated, but given her range of food favourites, I have not been overly concerned.
Except... lately she has become too fond of hummus and pita.
This might not seem like a bad thing to most people, after all - this is fairly healthy fare. However, imagine living with someone who wants to eat pita and hummus every day at every meal (sometimes to the exclusion of other things). Imagine a toddler with wicked garlic breath and a crown.
It's 7:45 AM, and someone is wailing at you... she is wailing for HUMMUS AND PITA!!! Explaining that it is not a breakfast food doesn't really cut it.
The picture associated with this post shows Rebecca preparing to eat some hummus and pita. We used to let her dip her own pieces of pita into the humus container but we had to stop for a few reasons:
1 - Sometimes she would lick the hummus off her pita and redip it
2 - If she thought we weren't watching, she would use an available utensil (or failing that - her finger), to avail herself of hummus (sans pita!).

Hand over Lucy!

Rebecca has recently developed an interest in holding Lucy in her lap. She announces her desire to do so via one of three extremely direct statements:
1) Hand over Lucy!
2) Take Lucy!
3) Hold Lucy!

Naturally, I do what I can to encourage her while ensuring that Lucy's safety is the top priority. After about two seconds of holding Lucy, Rebecca has had enough, and insists I remove the baby.
Becca has also begun to wonder and care if Lucy is absent (for example, if Lucy is at a doctor's appointment). While jealousy is still apparent, it is clear that Lucy has been incorporated into Becca's vision of he world and her concept of family. Whenever Rebecca plays with her toys and designates a Mommy, Daddy, and Becca, there is also a Lucy. It makes me happy.

What Rebecca says when she's stuck

So, there's been a toddler phrase that has been mystifying mommy and I.  When Rebecca feels trapped, or is being held and wants free, she'll say a phrase which starts out mostly nonsensical and ends with some identifiable words.  It's always made up of the same words, sometimes in slightly different orders, so we know she's trying to say something particular.

It goes something like:

"Oh bee see cry oh no oh please oh please I'm stuck oh no oh no help me."

Imagine that incredibly quickly:

"OhbeeseecryohnoohnopleaseohpleaseI'mstuckohnoohnohelpme"

There was something about a bear in there as well, last time she said it.

It's so funny, but still a little perplexing.  I have no idea what "Oh Bee See Cry" is.

Lucy 4 month appointment

Lucy turned 4 months old yesterday! Aaaah!!! How can so much time pass by so quickly?!?!
We took her to the GP for her 4 month checkup and vaccination today. Lucy now weighs about 15 and a half pounds, and is 65 cm long. She is therefore in the 90th percentile in terms of height and weight for her age. Apparently, it is good that these things are proportional. She was quite vocal about her dislike of the shots - and while I was able to soothe her immediately, she went into a second round of wailing shortly thereafter which may have simply been the result of being tired. At any rate, while she seems to be generally more sensitive to pain than Rebecca, I was pleased that Lucy did not give me the same look of betrayal and accusation that Rebecca used to give me during her initial vaccinations. Of course, Lucy did manage to vomit in my hair, on my neck, and down my shirt during our visit to the doctor's. In addition, she peed all over the outside of a fresh diaper and I had to be given one of the ones kicking around the office which seems to have originated in the 80s (based on the size, materials, and shape). I'm not complaining, but it is funny/interesting to see how diaper technology has changed.
Lucy's height means that she is 1cm from the limit on her infant car seat, so we will have to switch her to a toddler seat before the next appointment. I will be happy to say goodbye to the heavy infant car seat which is so awkward to carry and weighs a thousand pounds.