Sunday, September 26, 2010
Sometimes One Must Make Their Own Fun
Friday, August 13, 2010
She Laughs in Her Sleep
That being said, there have been several times that I have seen her sound to sleep and grinning. I wonder every time what she could be dreaming: Is she drinking the world's largest bottle? Is she pulling on Sassy's slobbery cheeks? Is she resting her head on Aunt Kissy's extremely large juggs? Just what is going on in that sleepy head of hers?
The other night, however, she went above and beyond a smile. She actually laughed out loud with a squeal at the end! I immediately muffled my own laughter, for she really is so much like me. About three years ago, I began to laugh so loudly in my sleep that I would wake up. At the time, I was dating Annabell's dad and I was quite certain that he hung the moon and stars and was the best thing since the invention of sweet potato fries. And he and I were spending lots of time with the Queavers. Big Q was absolutely the funniest, smart-assiest man ever created. He had a way of putting you down and down and down that just never got old! Not to mention that he periodically broke out in a rendition of Elton John..."B-B-B-Benny and the Jets." So needless to say, there was much to make me happy and to laugh about.....and I did, even in my sleep.
You can only imagine how warm it made my heart to know that Nan is in such a happy place in her life that she laughs so frequently....even in her dreams. So I must be doing something right!!
*Rhiannon, my high school BFF, I must apologize for calling you "Nanner" and "Nan" back in the day. Karma has obviously come around and bitten me in the a$$ for this. Or perhaps the apology should really be directed to your mother? So, Terry, I am sorry I shortened your daughter's name against your will. But in my defense, I think it was Lauren Elmore who started this......I blame Lauren!
**A half apology to Queaver...Sorry about describing you with "assiest"....but really, is there a better word? However, I am NOT sorry for inventing your nickname! (insert evil witch laugh here)
***Oh and Lauren, sorry about throwing you under the bus up there :)
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Fat Babies (And I'm Not Talking About the Boots circa 2004)
Well said mother, well said.
Pleasantly Plump?.....yes Fat?.......NO!!
This is Sassy the Bullmastiff (Elliot is a little too boisterous to play with Annabell)
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Catch Phrases and Such
This is what I like to refer to as a "Cute Mess"
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Lita Ford to Luckenbach
Annabell is 5 months old! Its such a cliche but the time really does fly by. Seems like only yesterday she couldn't even hold her head up. Now she rolls over, sits up and eats stage 1 baby foods, green beans being her fav.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Marabou Memories
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
I Forsee Alot of Two-Stepping in Her Future
On February 23rd, Annabell turned 3 months old......hard to imagine that I have had her for 3 entire months. Its also entertaining to see how much I have improved as a mother since the first days after bringing her home. For example, I can now simultaneously make bottles and hold her. I now feel comfortable taking a shower when it is just us at the house. It no longer takes me 10 minutes to change a dirty diaper. It no longer takes me 10 minutes to put her in her car seat. And last but certainly not least (drum roll please) I can now carry my Louie, diaper bag, car keys, sunglasses and baby carrier with baby safely strapped in and blanketed all by myself. I am also proud to say that I am 7 pounds away from being at my pre-baby weight! The combination of endless baby duties and Phentermine has really done the trick.
Annabell is growing by leaps and bounds. She weighs 11 1/2 pounds...50 percentile for her age. I always found this phrase comical when parents would use it..."oh he is in the 70 percentile"......I would think, no one cares...or knows what you are talking about. But now I do know and I do care, and its my blog. I digress.
At 3 months, she has really started developing her own personality. She occasionally laughs out loud (which mommy and especially daddy do everything possible to make this happen) and she has mastered her "fake cry", a small "mah" and then waits to see if someone picks her up or must immediately follow with another "mah". She watches cartoons, loves her play mat and bath time, and insists on being rocked to sleep for her naps. I have now become an authority on today's cartoons. They are much more educational now days than back when I was a fan. Dora is bilingual, one even teaches Mandarin and Sponge Bob....well I'm not really sure what Sponge Bob does (except freaks me out a little), but nearly all today's cartoons have some sort of lesson involved, which Nickelodeon is all too quick to point out.
Annabell is also developing her own musical taste. She enjoys Bon Jovi (the older stuff, back when his hair was flowing and he was singing about living on a prayer), Taylor Swift, anything Walt Disney and with a high pitched tone and to my dismay, older country. Now I don't mean 70s or 80s country. I'm talking about Willie's Place on XM radio, 40s or 50s country music.....especially if it has a fiddle (I think she gets that from her Yaya). Perhaps it is because their words are clearer than today's music, so it seems like someone is talking to her......Or perhaps she is developing an early affection for the honky-tonk scene. I'm not exactly sure on this one, but one day I will have to ask her the reasoning behind all of her likes and dislikes at this age......after all, she was even a fan of Vienna.
Alas.....I finally was brave enough to sit her in the Bumpo chair, after waiting 3 months and a few days just to be on the safe side........she hated it!!