Picture Tag: Sixth and Sixth

In celebration of Mindys first tag, I'll play along!

6th folder, 6th picture:

This is my brother-in-law holding Allison the day after she was born. Cute, isn't it? He is going to be a daddy this July. Can't wait!

I tag MALORY and any one else who wants to play along!

Sink/Cradle

We were having one of those days where mom didn't have enough hands to go around. McKenzie needed her hair brushed for preschool, both girls wanted lots of attention, I hadn't had a chance to brush my teeth yet, and Allison didn't want to be put down. We tried bringing the bumbo seat in the bathroom, we tried laying her on a blanket on the floor, we tried everything! Each time my normally peaceful and easy going baby would scream. So.... we got creative!


I put her in dry sink and she instantly relaxed. She coo'd to her reflection in the mirror and enjoyed being able to watch McKenzie and I. Workded great! (Until it was time to take her out!)

This picture makes me laugh. She looks so relaxed and comfortable. Silly girl!

Look at those eyelashes!

Play date

The neighbors invited us over for a play date today. We were going to have a Valentines themed lunch (where everything was pink) and then let the kids play together. Sounds like fun right?

Instead, as soon as the kids saw each other they started beating each other. One pulled the chair out from under the other, someone pushed someone else down, someone got bonked over the head with a sword, kids cried that the applesauce was colored pink, and juice was spilled everywhere. McKenzie was being picked on by the older boy, so she threatened to punch him, and then they started to fist fight! FIST FIGHT! Where the heck did she learn that!?

After forty minutes the total chaos didn't subside. The only thing the kids shared was pain... and taking turns bawling. They didn't eat a bite of lunch. I was embarrassed by McKenzie's behavior, even though there was enough blame to go around. I had had enough. I set down the baby on the couch, while I tried help straighten up my poor neighbors ransacked living room. When I picked the baby back up, she was covered in slime. STINKY SLIME! She had just experienced a major diaper malfunction - all over their couch! MAJOR BLOW OUT!

Do you think we'll be invited back?

Things that made me laugh at work

To enter my office at work, I have to walk past the Asset Protection office and show my badge. Last week as I walked by, one of the AP guys pointed to my bag and told me I couldn't bring a laptop computer inside. It was my pump bag (like this picture), so I said, "Oh, it's not a laptop". Then the conversation went like this:

AP: Really, you can't bring a computer in here.

Me: I know, but it's not a computer. (start walking)

AP: Stop! You can get fired for bringing in your own computer!:

Me: IT'S NOT A COMPUTER. It's a pump.

AP: A pump? (totally confused)

Me: Yes, my boss knows about it, its fine. (start walking again)

AP: I don't think I can let you in!

ME: (a little exasperated) Remember when I was pregnant? Well, I had a baby. I breastfeed that baby. And while I am at work, I use a breast pump. That's whats in this bag: a breast pump. Okay?

The AP guy turned a little green, and still hasn't made eye contact since that day.

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As most of you know, I have a sweet tooth. At work, my friend shares my addiction, so we often bring in snacks to share. For months, we've been noticing that when we leave something there overnight, we may not have the same amount when we get back. Example: we might open a bag of pretzels and before we leave, close them up and put them in our desk drawer. The next day, there is half as much as what we left. It's no biggie, we don't need that many snacks after all. But, we do find it funny because no one has ever mentioned anything about it. No admission. No thank you's. Nothing.

A little while ago, my friend and I opened a great big box of milk duds. We each had 2 or 3, but they didn't hit the spot, so we put them away. The next day (only 12 hours later) we came to work and there was ONE milk dud in that great big box (the milk carton type). Really? Did you think we wouldn't notice? You left one? ONE?! If you are trying to be sneaky, why not take the whole box and hide the evidence? Maybe then we would think we misplaced our snacks? I guess they didn't want to feel greedy by eating the whole box? LOL!

Happy 4th Month

Allison is 4 months old, arleady!

We just got back from her well child visit and things look good. She's now 12lbs 4 oz, and remains at the 40th percentile. She had a jump in height, going from the 10th percentile, to the 25th.

She's teething, consistnatly rolling over, and even stands when I lean her against the back of the couch (with me right there to catch her when she tips)! This past week has been fun because there has been a HUGE improvement in her motor skills. She's learning to grab at things and pull them to her mouth so well! And her laugh! It's absolutely intoxicating! I love to kiss her chubby little cheeks and listen to her giggle!

I can't believe we've had this chubby cheeked little girl for 4th months already... but at the same time I can't remember what it was like without her! We love you, monkey!