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.

toupe

Baby, you have a hair problem. At first you had a faux-hawk. now you have a full blown baby toupe. The hair on the top of your head is dark and long and underneath is short and a much lighter color. I hope it doesn't get too light because Scarlett just isn't a blond girl's name (sorry Scarlet Johansen). It is in your eyes and looks crazy and your dad is always trying to cut it himself.

Surprise

We had a surprise birthday for your dad and all his friends showed up for lunch. He didn't know it was a party for him until 8 of us were at the restaurant and some more of his friends showed up. He just thought his friends all happened to show up at the house to hang out within an hour of eachother. Daddy dum dum. You wore a dress that he said was the cutest thing he'd ever seen you in. Good job mommy. I can't believe I pulled it off. Oh and you were teething so you were red faced and seriously grumpy.

Horseys

We housesat for Your dad's uncle and aunt in San Marcos for a week. They show Arabian horses and have a sweet Australian shepherd named Lacey. You had a great time pulling her hair and feeding the horses carrots. Sam and Suz came down and stayed for a weekend and we all went to Julian. Good times.

Fat Fat Fatty

You are getting so fat and I love it. Your legs have rolls. Your dad says you have the thighs of a woman who would be trapped in her house and would have to be removed by a forklift. You are juicy and delicious and I can't get enough of it. I want to suck on your cheeks and bite your soft little arms. You are yum yummy. All my worries that you don't eat enough have faded. 17 pounds and counting. I can't believe how big you are and how much you change each day. It is passing by so quickly I just want to remember how pleasantly plump you are and how much I love to squeeze you and kiss the roll in your neck -fat.

Bubble Mania

Do you enjoy a luxurious and relaxing bubble bath? Not so much. I got you California Baby bubble bath with lavender and some other junk in it to help you settle down in the bath and get ready for sleepy time. It has had the opposite effect though. It's like you're on speed. You frantically attack the bubbles with a crazed look in your eyes. You splash yourself in the face and it scares you but you carry on. It's pretty funny actually. The first time it happened I thought it was because you were a little overtired but I realize now you have to kill all bubbles. When you run out you crane your neck to see the others waiting for annihilation.

A Squiggy New Year

Last night was New Year's Eve and Your dad and I got all gussied up to go out to Jon's party. Grandma and Grandpa babysat and it was supposed to be our big night out on the town. It was to be the lastest we'd stayed up (on purpose) since you were born. I even pumped some milk so I could have a drink if I wanted. The whole time at the party I just kept thinking that I wanted to be home with you. I couldn't wait to get home and snuggle and nurse you. You're baby new year.