Davina’s Blog

今天跟大叔, 審審, joyce 到皇室堡一酒樓飲茶, 然後去維多利亞公園玩耍.  中途因要到大叔家換尿片, 便從皇室堡往昔日松板屋方向前行.  baby由大叔抱著一馬當先, daddy & mommy, 審審, joyce 在後. 突然, 不知從何而來一隻玩具反斗城大公仔 ( 人扮那種 ).  baby 即時被吸引著, 眼見daddy & mommy走入停車場也懶理, 一於與大叔做狗仔隊緊緊釘住那公仔 ( 又話bb有 separation anxiety, 唔見daddy, mommy 會喊嘅 ??!! ).  joyce 亦對這隻大公仔甚感興趣, 還跟它握手呢 !! 

Daddy 不知何故很想吃蠔, 便相約契爺契媽到流浮山食海鮮.

車程實太遠, baby 又悶又餓, 幸好契媽有少許餅餅供應, 才能捱畢全程.  到達酒家時已是晚上8:00, baby 已餓得很, daddy 及契爺便速速點選海鮮, 我們亦叫了一碗米粉, ” 快上 !!”

daddy 及契爺點選海鮮回來, 高興地報告baby 將有很多佳餚美食, 繼有魚, 蝦, 蟹等等…  吓 ?? baby 可吃蝦蟹嗎 ??  daddy 及契爺看見林林總總的生猛海鮮實在太高興, 什麼都忘悼了 !!  ” 唔怕, d 蒸蟹有蛋白 !! ” daddy 安慰地說, 可惜契爺補充 : ” 不過用花雕蒸o家喎 !! “ 

等了一會, baby 米粉先到.  “yum…yum…yum…” 味精湯米粉確好味 !!!  再來是蒸魚 - 臘腸斑, 聞所未聞, 味鮮肉滑, baby 亦吃了不少.  最後一道baby ” 可吃 ” 的蒸蟹出場.  daddy 試菜後認為花雕味不太濃, 給baby 吃應無問題, 於是便與契爺合力抓出蟹底的蛋白給 baby.  好味好味 !!  baby 差不多全吃光.

baby 吃飽便是我慢慢品嚐花雕蟹的時候.  å””…蟹肉有花雕微香…哇…蛋白好香花雕喎 !!

不久, 不知是酒後反應或是baby太興奮, 她竟不停地 ” 哝…å‘€…å•Š… “ 樣子極陶醉地唱了超過15分鐘.  又話d花雕蟹唔怕食嘅 ??!! 

baby 終於出牙啦.  右下方可以摸到有一點點凹凹凸凸的硬物, 但卻看不見牙影 !! 

Auntie Carmen came to see baby. 

Baby was initially reluctant to be held by Auntie Carmen.   But after some “warm up”, baby didn’t only “allow” Auntie’s holding, but actually asked for it.  姐姐 was holding baby when baby Davina said (with body language, of course !!) “Go away, 姐姐.  Auntie Carmen, let’s play !!”  - 姐姐 was astonished !!  That’s also the very first time I see baby pushed somebody away for another body.

After the visit, Auntie Carmen commented that baby looks kind of bored with the plays we did with her (she seemed to long for more aggressive plays).  But what else can we do at home ?  Any suggestion ?

悠閒的星期天.  吃過午飯, baby 仍在睡覺. 待她睡醒亦只是3:00左右.  相距 7:30 與契爺契媽吃飯還有近4小時, 無無聊聊終又去了迪士尼  ( 又去 ??  係呀又去呀, 冇野做吖嗎 :> ).

今回與baby經歷了森林河流之旅.  其實於排隊時baby已很睏. 上船後, 看到大象, 長頸鹿, 河馬等等的大動物也只反應平平 : “ok 吖, 冇乜特別啫” .  大象向船上乘客灑水, baby 給噴個正著, 滿面都是大象 “鼻水” .  還以為她會受驚, 她卻不以為然, 繼續看動物, 幫她拭面, 她還一臉不耐煩的模樣 :s  接著有一幕火山爆發場面.  同船有個比 baby 年長數月的bb女被嚇至哭得死去活來, baby 卻異常興奮, 哇哇大叫之餘還不斷拍手, 表情像說 : ” 終於有野睇啦 !!  

Today at Gymboree class, baby showed distinct interests in the colorful Gymboree plastic balls.  The balls are only slightly bigger than an adult’s fist and have holes around that fit for babys’ fingers to pitch in for an easy grib.  Be it a free-play time or a group exercise, no matter the ball was left unattended on the floor mat or was held by somebody, so long as it caught her eyes, she would go snatch it.

Daddy, the “big spender”, of course has no hesitation in buying a set of the balls for her — 3 balls cost HK$80, really expensive to me. 

But what pays is, back at home, we reiterated the word “ball” whenever she or we held one, in less than half an hour, baby has learned to link up the word and the ball and started babbling “baw baw baw….”