Friday, March 6, 2009

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.

Sunday, March 1, 2009

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.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

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.

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

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.

Saturday, January 17, 2009

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.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

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.

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

Temper Temper




Your Granny T lost it today and screamed at your dad at the top of her lungs. You stuck your bottom lip out and started to cry. I could tell she felt terrible. I know you'll never remember it but it really scared you.