So long, Go-go

We went to see Dr. Allison on Friday for your nine month visit. We were a little late because when you were nine months old, we all came down with the stomach flu. It was your first illness. (It was the fourth time I'd had it since Thanksgiving.) You weighed in at 20 lbs. (50th percentile for your age) and you are 30 1/2" tall (100th percentile). You are really starting to grow and change now. You are cruising along the furniture and my legs and the cabinets. I expect you'll walk within a month. You are eating all kinds of foods. I've been giving you pretty much everything but honey, peanut butter and strawberries (they're on the no-no list until your first birthday).


You don't have any teeth yet, but you are in that stage where EVERYTHING goes directly into your mouth. Today you found Paige's pet snail, Go-go, on the ground. We're pretty sure he had been dead for at least a day, but she was still carrying him around. Before I knew it, you had Go-go in your mouth. When I got him out, Paige held him in her hand and heard his shell crack. I'm pretty sure you cracked his shell in your mouth. It was a pretty upsetting ordeal for your sister. We took him outside and buried him in the tomato pot on the back porch. I'm just glad you didn't swallow him. ;)

Passports

Our passports expire in 2012, and I was just thinking about how I'd really like to use them again before they do. It probably won't happen. Before you and Paige were born, Daddy and I traveled around the world. Well, not all the way around, but we went a lot of neat places. We saw the lights of Paris from Eiffel Tower at night. Beautiful! We lounged on hot black sand beaches in Santorini, Greece. Relaxing! We tasted silky, sweet gelato in Venice. Delicious (and only 1 Euro!). We saw the Parthenon, Big Ben, the Leaning Tower of Pisa, the Coloessum, the Grand Canyon. We skied down the Continental Divide. Before children (BC), we could do whatever we wanted whenever we wanted, but we didn't have you. Your dimpled smiles weren't there to greet us each morning. We had never heard your sweet baby voice say, "Hi," as we entered your room upon your awakening. We had never seen you crawl at lightning speed across the house to greet Dad when he came home from work. Our lives BC were fun, but we never knew how big our hearts could grow until there was you. So if our passports expire before we get to travel outside of the US again, it's no big deal. You and your sister take us on journeys we'll never forget each and every day.


10 Month Photos

Glitter

You have glitter on your head. There's glitter on the rug that I'll never get up no matter how many times I vacuum. I washed your glittery bedskirt with your sheets and blankets. Now they're covered too. Your big sissy leaves glitter wherever she goes on "Princess Mondays" and I suspect someday you will too. Our kitchen floor, the toilet seat, the dining room table, your crib bumpers. Glitterized! I guess that's what's so great about having girls. They leave sparkles wherever they go.

Me & You

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Not a Writer

Reesie-baby, I'm a reader not a writer. Supposedly if you read a lot, you should, by default, be a good writer, but I don't consider that to be the case in my situation. I really should be a good writer because I was an English major, English teacher and librarian. Whoa! That was a LOT of reading. But creatively speaking, I'm not a writer. Ask me to write research, and I'm ok. My seminar paper for my master's degree was loong, but it was technical and had lots of literature reviews. Nothing really creative there.... So, I'm going to try to make this blog interesting for you, baby. I think you'll enjoy the pictures and the little bits and pieces I leave for you along the way.

So What?

Our house is a wreck
There's no food in the fridge
Or freezer
My car is covered in grime
So what?
We went outside to play
We scooped up the last of the melting snow
to water the roses
and I think one bush is dying
We all took naps at the same time
ahhhhh