Week 21

Ava is 21 weeks old

At five months, Ava is such a funny little thing.

She loves blowing raspberries, has an excellent sense of humour, thinks it’s especially hilarious when we smell her feet and tell her how stinky they are (a lie, by the way, seeing how her feet never get used), loves lying on her back and grabbing her bubbly toes, spends ages jabbering to her orange monkey nightlight when she should be asleep, annihilates her rice cereal for breakfast and butternut-puree-mixed-with-rice-cereal for supper, thinks trees are the most interesting things in the world, especially when their leaves wave in the breeze, puts everything in her mouth, including leaves she’s ripped off of the trees, won’t roll over (even though she’s trying with all her might), and has a fringe that’s grown down past her little ginger eyebrows – we have to comb it sideways so that it doesn’t look too freakishly long.

Still no sign of teeth, or of a successful tummy-to-back roll. In some ways, she’s ahead on developmental milestones chart (bringing objects to her mouth, jabbering) and in others she’s behind (the rolling is a big one). But she’s in the 50th percentile for weight and height, so in all the ways that matter she’s a perfectly average baby (with an above-average cuteness factor, of course).