Tuesday, June 29, 2010


I don't know how you do it, Little Girl, but you melt my heart all the time. Just a moment ago I was rocking you for your nap. You were sucking on your bottle and looking up at me with your big brown eyes, rubbing my face with your little fingers like I do to you when you are tired. I whispered "I love you," to you. You pulled your bottle out and gave me two kisses--it wasn't even an attempt to avoid your nap because you didn't jump up and start chatting like you usually do. I thought I was going to cry you were so sweet.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

Words, Words, Words

You are saying so many words right now! My favorite is "Grizzly." That's the name of Grandma's dog and it's so funny to hear you say. You will try to repeat anything we say, so I don't think I can list all your new words. Truck was your favorite today. It sounded like "cuck." You've also taken to scolding every dog that you see. Even if they are just laying there. You shake your finger at them and say, "no, no, no."

You love doing crazy hands. Laughing really hard. You still gurgle when you are happy. That's a relic from little baby days and I love it. You give kisses with a kissing sound now. And, you tend to go to more people without acting scared. Unless you are tired. Whoever rescues you from your crib when you wake up for the morning or after a nap is The One for a few hours. You love them the most. Unless it's Daddy and then you just love him the most period. You are just crazy about him. And, the feeling is mutual.

Friday, June 11, 2010

15 Months

Miss Thang. You had your 15 month check up today where we found out you finally weighed 20 pounds. Exactly. I stuffed you full of food this morning in an attempt to balance the scale in our favor so we can turn you around in your car-seat. I really think that it's all the whole milk you've been drinking. I must've been producing skim milk when you were breastfeeding because as soon as you were weaned you decided that cow's milk was OK and you started drinking it like it was going out of style. And, you managed to move to the 10th percentile in your weight as opposed to the 3rd. Good job. You don't have any fat on you, though. It's all muscle. I see baby gymnastics in your future.

Your latest thing as of today is to find cuts or scrapes on Daddy or me (the smaller ones are very interesting to you) and point to them and say, "OW!" You found a couple day old scrape on your arm that made you fuss. I doubt there was any lingering pain, but apparently it needed to be tended to. Daddy said maybe we were making too big a deal out your bumps now because you are being a little dramatic over old ones. But, I figure this will be like everything else--two weeks of intense focus replaced by something else more alluring.

I forgot to mention that last week when we were having the house re-stuccoed I had a dream about you swallowing tacks I woke up from the dream thankful because we don't have any tacks in the house except for two that I've pinned plants to the wall with. But, they were on top of the kitchen counter so I didn't think those could ever be a threat. However, with all the banging around that the guys were doing nailing paper and wire over the existing stucco, it must've knocked one of the tacks loose and it rolled to the floor. I never would have checked on it in a million years. The next morning after the dream you came running into the bedroom, and I could tell you had something in your mouth. Since we weren't outside I figured you picked something up off the floor to eat (I give you snacks all the time and you will walk around, usually dropping a few in the process) so I was going to just let you go without checking but I happened to see a glint of something shiny in there. I made you spit it out. It was a tack. Thank you, Holy Spirit for dreams. Very, very weird. It kind of freaked me out that I'd dreamed it the night before.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010


Sweet, sweet Haven. I don't know when you got so big on me. Daddy weighed you last night and you've finally reached 19 pounds-ish. I hope this means we can put you in a toddler car seat. You are pretty fed-up with facing backwards.

You have a couple new words lately: OW! Which you use alot, "Hi," "Uh Oh" when you drop something. I think there are more, but I can't remember right now. You try to say a lot of things and sometime get close.

You just woke up from your nap, so I'm going to go get you and we're going to go eat lunch with your Uncle David and Aunt Christine who are visiting.

I love you, my baby. I always will.