Sophie at the Wolf and Hound

So we (me, Hol, and Auntie Janet) took Sophie out for dinner at the Irish pub, the Wolf and Hound. We had just finished our meal, and I was trying to compute the tip, when Sophie (being held in Mommy's arms) casually kicked a glass of water, sending it toppling off our table to shatter on the floor. We shamefacedly added a few bucks to the tip, and told the bartender that Sophie had reached her limit. A good time was had by all.

Test video

So it looks like Blogger has a video option now, which I'm going to test. I tested it by uploading an 18MB raw video, which is about 4 seconds of Sophie swimming in a pool with Mommy. If you feel like waiting until it downloads, go for it - although, we'll try out a few things to upload lighter videos in the future. Enjoy!

Update! Pictures! Large baby!

Sophie had a regularly-scheduled doctor's visit today, and she's now up to 19 lbs, 13 ozs, at the tender age of 5 months. The doctor said she's eating the right amount, so we're not overfeeding her or anything, she's just a big baby! Just like Mommy and Daddy were!

Here are a few pics to round out the post. (Click the images for bigger versions.)


Sophie has recently started grabbing her feet, and has been considering putting one of them in her mouth


Sophie and a fuzzy sheepskin


Holly reading Sophie a classic... "Pat the Bunny"


Cow in the headlights

Quick clarification

I've had a number of confused comments about the "Sophie's latest phase" post. Seems that people are under the impression that our daughter is sweetness and roses, and that "smacking" meant "giving little kisses". To set the record straight, "smacking" means, in fact, "winding up with a tiny fist and then letting a wild punch fly, attempting to do Daddy a serious injury, or at least knock his glasses off". When she starts giving little kisses, I'll do another post - if I'm still conscious.

Sophie's latest phase

This phase has just started gaining popularity in our house in the last few days, and I call it "wild smacking", or "smacking with gusto". Sophie's showing her affection (of her daddy, at least) by winding up and landing a giant smack right on daddy's forehead.

Bruises and KOs aside, it's a pretty fun phase. But aren't they all?

Long car ride zooms by

This being the weekend of the Fuoco/Vigna family gathering, we took Sophie on a road trip up to Shuswap Lake to meet about 6 million family members. The car ride up there was about 6 and a half hours, but it went pretty smoothly. (And so did the ride back.) Sophie let us know when she was hungry, and we stopped and fed her, but other than that, she travelled pretty darn well!



The trip itself was lots of fun - we got to see all sorts of family members, we got to participate in a bocce tournament, we got to eat like royalty, it was great. Thanks to all involved, we were really happy our family could be part of the gathering!

Sophie's first fireworks

Grandma Jan and Grandpa Ken came over for the weekend, and last night, we took Sophie to her first fireworks show. It was Vancouver's Celebration of Light, which featured China, Spain, and Canada. The judges decreed that Canada won, but we all know that Sophie is the only judge that matters, and here were her thoughts. Intro: Sophie slept through it. Spain: Sophie woke up, and stared at the fireworks without moving for the whole ten minutes. We all agreed, it was very engaging! Canada: Sophie stared at a tree. It was good, but if you'd rather stare at a tree, it probably could have been better. China: Sophie slept through it, even though it was pretty good. And the grand finale was excellent, as one might hope it would be, but I think Sophie slept through that, too. In conclusion, I stand by Sophie's judgement, I think Spain did a great job.

In other news, Sophie is more vocal these days, doing more than just the usual jaw-flapping yelling - she's taking care to shape her sounds more carefully, enunciating her "awooglorr" very well. Good job, little one!