So Lucy has shown the first signs of stranger anxiety. Of course, this coincides with our trip to visit her grandparents and aunts and uncles, so none of them got to hold her for more than thirty seconds at a time, since she very obviously wasn't enjoying it. She smiles and plays with people as long as they're not holding her (on the floor, she'll crawl up to everyone) but pick her up and whoops-a-daisy, unhappy baby. And I had been looking forward to being able to hand her off to people.
Of course, one thing gets worse, and another gets better. I would no longer describe her as particularly fussy in the car. Not only did we make the trip to Ojai uneventfully, but she's been in and out of the car and car seat since we were here, and even when she wasn't in a great mood, she's generally been accepting.
One part of this, I think, is that we made car copies of her favorite CD: "Slugs, Bugs, and Lullabies". We listen to this CD a lot at home; during the witching hour before Dyami gets home, for example, or when she's overdue for a nap. But now that we have car copies, I feel like we have the nuclear option of child soothing. Especially the first song.
Did I mention we listen to this CD a lot? I'd say at least twice a day, normally. And she likes the first song the best, seemingly (she falls asleep to it the most, and when we put it on, she shakes her head back and forth in delight). So on the way here, we played that song about twenty times. Dyami and I know all the words. He knows the bass parts, I the harmonies.
We could take this show on the road.
Which is possible now, since we can actually go on the road for more then ten minutes at a time.
Of course, the drive home tomorrow morning will be the proof of the pudding.