Scarlett O'help me

So I told myself I wouldn't do this. I have felt the draw of "Scarlett O'hara" stuff. It's not what I wanted for you. It is cheesy and kind of white trash but I can't help it. It started when your dad's friend Tom bought you a figurine. It was cute enough but when I saw the Madame Alexander doll I went crazy for it. It was so cute with it's giant eyes and it's "cotton field"dress. They have others and I know I'll get the rest. I love them. Help.

good bye you beautiful toupe

Baby, you are getting too big. I don't like it. You eat food, you sleep all night (that's okay I guess), you play with your toys (instead of just looking at them), you are into everything, you are desperate to walk. I feel like it's happening too fast. Your toupe is becoming a bob haircut. Worst of all you aren't jabba fat anymore. You are still fat but not what your dad would call "fork lift fat" (you would have to be moved with a forklift and a wall would have to be removed to get you out of the house because you are trapped). You are moving into your own room. I can't believe how old you are. You have been with us for 8 months. I know we are going to have so much fun together but your changes are bittersweet. I know soon we won't have "milky minutes" together and you'll be talking. You won't want me to rock you to sleep. You won't find it hilarious when I bite you. So stop it. Stop getting bigger.

good dog

Found you halfway out the doggie door today. You also like to stick your hand in the VCR. You are gonna be trouble.

Bailey's birthday

We went to DC for your cousin Bailey's first birthday. She is so cute and big since the last time I saw her. She is dainty and skinny- so sweet and delicate, a ballerina, always pointing her toes. She is taller but you outweigh her by more than a pound. You are jabba- slobbering and grabbing at her, trying to use her body to climb to a stand. You love her and follow her but she is indifferent to you. Bailey is into adults. She wants people to clap when she eats and to pay attention to her. You just want to play with her toys and not to be held by anyone.

We all had a good time. The cherry trees were beginning to blossom and there were a few nice days of sunshine. Below is my favorite exchange between you and your cousin. .

Biter

You have 2 teeth now. I am happy to say you only occasionally bite me with them. You were crazy fussy when they were coming in and I thought about giving you to the gypsies. Here they are.

You don't use them to eat food though. You just aren't interested in anything but milk and you refuse to eat. I try to feed you acting like I don't care whether you eat. You are super fat so I don't worry too much about it. I give you some each day and you just blow raspberries with it at me. Here is an example of your spitting technique.

On the move

You are crawling everywhere. I cannot leave you for even a second because you are getting into everything. You also try and take the dogs' toys away from them. There is a big tote of your toys in the living room and you could care less about them. You go to the dogs' toys everytime. I even put your toys in front of them so you couldn't really see them but you still would find a way to put that stinky stuffed vulture dog toy in your mouth. You started to pull yourself up on things a couple weeks ago but now you do it constantly. You are always standing in your crib when I come to get you and you climb my legs everytime I sit down. I can see you trying to climb up the chairs at the bar too so I am really in for trouble.

Mullet envy

We went to AZ to meet your cousin Lucy. She is Uncle Mikey and Auntie Maren's first. She is so cute and has a delicious mullet. She was born with that white trash masterpiece on her head. So your toupe fit right in. We all had a great time trying to steal eachother's babies. She cries- or screams- like a baby alligator. It is awesome.