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Not a bad gig if you can get it. Who wouldn't want to spend all day sleeping, eating, peeing, pooping, being read to, sung to, wearing cute soft fuzzy clothes and having everyone smile at you?Yesterday, I read Roan her first book, "The Very Hungry Catepillar" and at 2.5 months she loved it. She sat up and paid attention, looked at all the pictures. It was so much fun, I wanted to read her the story all over again and she pushed the book way. I told DB what she did and he said "She's probably thinking, 'Mom, I got it.' " I better haul ass to Borders and buy some new books. Don't want to have to start reading her the dictionary. I guess there will be lots of firsts for her...first book, first walk in the park (did that a few weeks back and her eyes bugged out), first pants (her ass looked like one of those retirees in Boca, with her bumpy lumpy diapers underneath her pink stretchy gap pants- just missing some white shoes), first social visit outside the house to see out of town friends (she wailed for an hour during our 2.5 hr visit, was so relieved we were not in public but at our friends' hotel suite), first food (wow, this I am totally excited about for her....what to eat ...what to eat...), what must the world be like for her little self. Everything is brand new. No wonder babies are smiling all the time.
5 comments:
Nice Blog!
Ahh, mastering the look of innocence while vocalizing loudly and batting away books...she'll have you properly trained in no time! Roan Rules-
HH-
:-) Thanks! How come I havent read any of your posts re: your taste tests of all things Thorton's Chocolatey?
Calli-
She has trained me from Day 1.
Thank goodness her dirty diaper tolerance has been upped recently. She used to go thru 70 diapers in 5 days. She's single handedly contributing to global warming and the polar bears being extinct....one drop of pee and she freaks.
What a precious little face! You two are so blessed with this Tiny Bean.
Hey Brandie,
You are so right, we do feel so blessed after 8 years.....sometimes I look at her and think, is this kid mine? I must be babysitting and the real parents are going to come back anytime and claim her chubby cheeks. I'll have to post some other faces that typically I dont email....her having a meltdown.
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