The baby looked somewhat sickly this morning. My first impression of her -- that is after we emerged from the bedroom -- was that she looked very gaunt and not well at all. She looked like she was going to puke, which she did in her throwing-up-in-her-mouth sort of way. Also, she didn't appear interested in playing at all, which was very uncharacteristic of her. I looked her over and nothing looked amiss, other than her sickly appearance. I proceeded to make her breaky and tried to get her attention by blowing the scent of the cooked chickum her way. After breaky, she seemed to regain some of her verve, and we played a short game of fetch.
Later when Enn visited in the afternoon, it was reported that the baby looked rather listless and did not appear very interested in her onigiri (!!!); a fact that I found most troubling. Also, Enn reported that the baby seemed very miserable. I was therefore most eager to return home to ascertain the baby's state for myself. However, all my concerns seemed for naught as the baby was very excited to see me and seemed for all intents and purposes her usual, fun-loving self. That said, I did turn on the a/c which might have eased the baby's discomfort. I also made her some crushed ice which she enjoyed immensely.
After dinner, the baby and I took a break from our usual walking route and instead we went south and took in sights around Carroll Gardens. I think the baby enjoyed the new smells and new piaps we saw along the way. I have to say though that there are a lot more oldies in Carroll Gardens than in Brooklyn Heights. Must be all the hold-overs from the old neighborhood.
Live baby report: The baby is sniffing about as if she's searching for something but can't find what she's looking for. This intense sniffing, poking around thing is turning out to be a regular midnight activity for her as she's been doing it every night about the same time. Sometimes she's a little weirdo.
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