Saturday, December 06, 2008
Thursday, December 04, 2008
The first look when you put something new in her mouth is shock. You get her head to jerk back and her eyes to open wide. The next look is the look I would imagine she would make if I put poop in her mouth. Disgust. What did you put in my mouth? She starts to chew on it. She rolls it around her mouth. The facial expressions never stopping. The next look is the look of being betrayed. She looks at me like I just slapped her in the face. She narrows her eyes at me and cocks her head to the side. How could I put something new in her mouth? Following that is acceptance. Okay maybe not so bad. She can handle it. And then comes the grab for the bowl. Give me more!
Tuesday, December 02, 2008
Oh my baby girl. Half a year old. You have grown so much. Changed so much. You are such a good girl, so calm, so serious. It takes an act of God to make you laugh. Only your brother seems to have that ability. And when I sing and dance to the "move it, move it" song. You love that.
We tried solid foods a couple weeks ago. Bananas at first. You hated them. Still do. The only bite that is you have swallowed is the spoonful your brother gave you. And that was only because he shoved it so far back, I think he deposited it right into your stomach. You love rice cereal. And carrots. You still breast feed like I am going somewhere and you are stocking up. Every couple of hours still. We are down to only one nightly feeding now, although a few times you have gone all night.
You hate naps. You are anti-napper. 20 minutes max. 3 times a day. That is all you need. Sometimes I wish that you needed more.
You have been sitting up on your own now for a couple weeks. You seem to be so happy with that. I have been trying to get you to roll over from back to front forever now. You refuse. As soon as I lay you down, you start to fuss. Sit you up and you are fine. You have started to lean forward on your hands and you rock back and forth like you are just going to take off crawling any day. I hope not.
You love to read books with us. I cuddle you up with us when we read and you sit there so engrossed with what is in the book. Even books with no pictures. You just love the story.
I love how you look at me. You look up at me with a little grin on your face and that twinkle in your eye like I am the sun and the moon and the stars. I just hope that I can live up to what you think I am.
You love it when I sing, you try to sing along. You have the most adorable husky voice. Maybe it is from all of the growling that you do. :) You are still my little growler. You love to growl at strangers walking by. You can sit and watch your surroundings forever.
I love you. I can't remember what it was like before you were here and you have only been here 6 months. I look forward to the person you are going to be. I am so curious to see who that is.
Today we celebrated Bug's half a birthday. I made a half a cake and topped it with a half a candle. I forgot her half a birthday hat though. Bear jumped in on one of the shots. "Mommy, say cheese to me!" Unfortionatly she didn't get any of her birthday cake.