You get yourself hacked by Brazilian domains. Alas.
We have been busy. Work has been vicious for both of us for the last month. AT spent a week in Maryland and we wore out both grandmas with some babysitting. (Though Im sure neither one would complain).
MastaG is doing his teenage things. Not much new news on him. He and his girlfriend celebrate their 2 month-iversary this weekend. He is pretty happy about it.
Pigpen is doing great, too. He has ALMOST mastered bike riding. He can coast amd pedal…and brake. But he cant quite get the bike started with his feet on the pedals from a stopped position. But hes practicing. The boy has motivation. Ive never seen him dedicate himself to something that is so hard. Im proud of him.
WeePT is getting big so fast. She says “dadada,” “maamaa,” “daaa”(dog), “deeooooow”(when you ask her what the kitty says), and a bunch of other babbley things we havent figured out yet.
She is crawling on all 4s and prefers to be pulled up and standing. Yep. She is VERY mobile.
Wee has 3 teeth in…2 bottom and one top. I looooove her toothy little grin. Teething sucks, btw.
And now…we are teaching her how to sleep in her crib. Yeah, I know. Bad habit sleeping with us this whole time…but we opted for getting everyone as much sleep as possible. And now it’s time for her to use her nursery for something other than diaper changes.
We started this past Saturday night. Night 1 was a no go. Screamed bloody murder for an hour. I slept with her on the futon in her room.
Day 2…attempted nap1- nope. Screamed for an hour.
The rest of the day, we played in her room, played with toys in her crib…just kind of hung out in there all day. Bedtime…AT got her in her crib. She slept for an hour. Then she and I crashed on the futon.
Day 3- AT got her to take two 20-30 min naps in her crib. Better than no naps…Ill take it
Last night, bedtime went over ok. She slept for an hour and 15 min.
Day 4- Today, my sweet girl took an hour and 15 min nap in her crib.
I think we are gonna do it! Yep. Baby steps…but it’s better than nothing. I’m proud of my big girl.
Boy, this is going so fast. I love it so much.
Is there a “pause” button?
Last night, pretty unexpectedly, someone special left our world, and we said goodbye to the boys Mamaw, GACs mother.
I’m certain she’s being escorted around the afterlife as we speak by her daughter, getting shown where the bathrooms are, the bad parts of town, and the choice garden shops. I’m also certain she’s watching over her precious husband, mother, son and daughter, her hand on their heads, as well as her boys and new girls (she adopted Bell and is very much WeePTs third grandmother). The boys know this, they’ve done it before, but it doesn’t make the loss hurt less.
Right now, it feels, to use Pigpens words, like a bad joke. Friday we’ll have a memorial at the funeral home, and by then we’ll all know that we’re sharing a world without Mamaw, but also a sky with a new star.
I love you, Mamaw. Godspeed.
Lil one wants to play.
Too many exciting things.
But it is bedtime.
Head is so sweaty.
A sure sign that she’s sleepy.
She is fighting it.
I already tried.
It isnt working tonight.
Had to hand her off.
Small pats on her back.
Soft humming, sweet baby songs.
Daddy rocks baby.
Before the baby was born, we frequented the local Cancuns…a lot. I’d say we were pretty close to “regulars.”
Then I got pregnant. Not too many bad pregnancy symptoms…but the one I did have, ruled out ever going back to Cancuns (it was the only thing my stomach completely rejected)…much to the demise of AT. He loves Cancuns.
Anyway…a little over a year later, we are back. Margaritas and salsa. Yum.
WeePT is sitting in her high chair…talking as loud as she can to overcome the volume of the karioke.
…and the waiter sets down a refill on the salsa and chips…a little too close to little fingers.
Yep… Shes been salsa-fied.
Now shes one socked.
And looooving it.
WeePT had her 9mos checkup today. Ears are all better from ear infection two weeks ago. Other than the temper-tantrum she threw when the doctor took her, she did really good. No shots today.
They pricked her finger to check her blood for lead and to check her iron levels. She didnt even cry! She tested all clear for lead and anemia. Yay!
Height- 27 3/4 inches (60%)
Weight- 19.2 lbs (60%)..yep, shes chunked right up!
Head- 46 1/2cm (97%)…hmm..AT and his big headed kiddos
Like an orange on a toothpick
And we dont go back until her 1st birthday. Wow. This is going fast.
Wee PT has a new favorite food.
Though to be fair…she followed up her cheese bits with some Cheerios…so, they are still in the club.
This Saturday, have Pigpen serve you pancakes! Whats better than that?
If you’re in Oak Ridge between now and Saturday, ping me to make arrangements with the boy to trade your money for his ticket.
Good times, people, good times.
(special credit to MastaG for the directorial and post-production skills)
An auspicious day
MastaG driving the truck
Bell riding shotgun
Pretty damn awesome
Pushing one baby’s stroller
Other baby drives
So today when I was taking off to pick up the boys, I noticed that the front windows of the still unnamed minivan were completely down.
This thing was last driven last night. It was 45 degrees. The windows never went down. In fact, other than drive through window negotiations, the windows never go down.
So why were they down today?
That suckers haunted.
Anyway, now my butt is wet.