Feeding my DA-eeeeyyy… he LOVES when I do this! You would think I would feed him all the stuff I do not like, but no I am very generous with him, I give him the ~very best~ off my plate.
I am a little dissappointed that watermelon is becoming more difficult to find these days… after broccoli and graham crackers (at grandma’s – crackers are waaaay better there) this is my third favorite food. Last time I dripped so much that my little feeties slipped on the kitchen floor so this time I am dripping onto a napkin. (Then I ran onto the dining room carpet dripping everywhere and mommy could not catch me in time, ha ha!).
It is past my bedtime here. I am hugging one of Mia’s teddies and watching Zen Baby to wind down. Then mommy gives me some milk, and we snuggle in my cozy pink papasan in my room and mommy sings to me (at least 15 minutes worth, or I complain, I know how long I deserve to be sung to!), and then I go to bed and arrange all my loveys around me, and off to sleep! I am a good sleeper… sometimes I will wake once (especially now that I can hear my mommy and sister up in the middle of the night, and I would like to join the party), but usually I sleep through until 6 or 7 am.
One of my favorite things currently is “ing-ing” (singing). I can sing “twinkle, twinkle” and “one shoes, two shoes” (from Baby Signing Times) – only my mommy can recognize when I am “ing-ing”, and when she does I grin in glea and do it again 
By the way, look at how BIG I am getting – do you remember how tiny I used to be in this bouncy seat?
Any mommy will recognize this face, ha ha! It is the “am I in trouble?” or “I am *going* to be in trouble with what I am planning next” face. The thing is that I was not misbehaving in this picture, it was just accidental that I had this expression on. Mommy thought it was so funny, because that is exactly the look I get when I am going to “try” something
I will be one month old tomorrow, look at how beautiful my face is becoming… I am losing that “newborn” scrunchiness!
Yesterday was my first day at grandma’s all by myself! We snuggled and snuggled (do you really think I would let my warm grandma put me *down* – uh uh, no way, she had to hold me almost all of the time). Grandma promises that we can have girl time a lot more, I love spending time with her, and I barely blinked when my mommy came to collect me.
We were all thinking of my birth mommy Val on Thursday, she did something quite wonderful for us. We love her *dearly*, so is so special to us!!! We are so glad that we found each other…
I can nap *anywhere*, including the dining room table; I like being included in the family “hubbub” even when sleeping. If mommy tries to put me in the bedroom I complain!
I played peekabo with daddy at grandma’s house. Do you see the blanket with the kitties on it? That (and the matching pillow) are my favorite things at grandma’s house. I like them so much we had to “borrow” them from grandma for our trip to the beach!
My daddy helped me to sign grandma’s birthday card. I think my favorite meal of the week was grandma’s birthday lasagna.
This is a picture of me on Saturday… I was dressed for a birthday party, and everyone thought I looked *so* cute!
Today was an especially fun day: my family went to a birthday party with my birth family. I got to be held *all* the time and I loved it! Here is a picture of me cozy with my birth mommy Val… it was nice to be in her arms.
My gammy Brenda (Val’s mommy) has me wrapped around her fingger (or is it that she is wrapped around mine? well, you know what I mean)
I helped Gammy (my sister’s birth grandma) push chairs today. Gammy took me to the bounce house and swinging, too – I get full “grandchild” rights with her too, woohoo, I am *so* spoiled!
Okay, I pulled another one, ha ha! Just as mommy was on the phone with Omi (her mommy) telling her about my tomato stomping incident (see below), daddy started yelling to mommy that I was going potty in the foyer/entryway. Mommy could not believe it – I did this just so that she could add on to the stories she was telling Omi about my latest greatest escapades (ps: do not click on this photo if you are squeamish – I need more fiber perhaps LOL)
Can you see me on my mommy’s chest? I *love* it there – especially when mommy moves around a lot, like in this picture. I am glad that my mommy has to chase my sister around, because then I get the snuggly close moving sensations that I love.
Although these days I prefer to be awake a *lot*, here I am napping under the dining table (do not ask how I got there, it is a mystery to my mommy too how we both ended up there, we must have been playing with Ava or the kitties or Jessie dog!).
This is my sister’s first time at Tiny Tumblers… I am doing all the tumbling for her though
I was so mad at mommy, look at my face! I was calling for her to help me down off the dishwasher, and she did not coming running nearly fast enough!
Ha ha, didn’t I mention yesterday that I had some things up my sleeves to thwart my mommy? Here is what I did this morning – I took a fresh tomato and ground it into the carpet by the foyer with my feeties (a la monks crushing grapes method). Mommy had to hose me down in the sink and take me (naked) to grandma’s house so that she could steam clean before the stain set in. Aren’t I clever and funny? Daddy just could not stop laughing, he was secretly high-fiving me when mommy wasn’t looking
My sister is so gentle with me that she will barely even *look* at me while she is holding me. Mommy never even had to say “gentle” or “be careful with the baby” because Ava instinctively knew it!
Mommy dresses us up in matching outfits almost every day, so that she can take pictures for my dear birth mommy Val. It is quite funny to mommy, though, because one of us will mess our outfit very quickly – we have only been able to keep one outfit on long enough for an outing
Mommy schlepped everyone to the pediatrician today… only to find out that the rash she thought I had is only a very normal case of combined infant acne and heat rash. She gets so *worried* about us. Ava worries about me too (sometimes), here she is trying to pick something out of my hair Also, look at how alert I am now! I am getting so smart, too – I recognize my mommy now… I can tell the difference between mommy and “other” people.,, by voice and by face, when she is close-up. I will kick and animate more when she pops into view! Mommy loves it!
Mommy was reading my first book with me – a book of black with simple white forms (about the only things I can see clearly at this point) and it so tuckered me out. The book became as good a pillow as something fun to do…
Mommy has her sleeves rolled up and her hair pushed back… she is in full-on “mommy” mode these days! She says so far it is *not* twice as hard having two children (as opposed to one child), though it certainly *is* a lot of work. Ha ha, but Mia and I have some tricks up our sleeves yet, like catching colds together, conspiring against bed times, and generally hindering the usual mommy-type activities that go on around here
This is me using our church pew as a jungle gym! I am a bit disheveled because daddy just came and rescued me from the nursery (I hate the nursery – mommy and daddy think it is a wonderful place, but I vehemently disagree on that point). We are trying 10-15 minutes at a time but so far I would really rather climb around the pews, so I make a lot of noise and daddy has to come get me (and then he sneaks me a cookie too – woohoo daddy!). Also, everyone thinks I am so cute when I go visit people in the other pews around us, and I really *eat* up the attention. Mommy and daddy roll their eyes when I do this (but they laugh because it is so cute, when I am not looking) … they say that I have a very social, fun, and independent spirit.
Mommy took this last night – she is so very proud of me because I can bring my own thumb to my mouth to suck on! I am such a smart girl! Look at my face – haven’t I changed a lot in a week? I really filled out and the “newborn” in me is no longer. I can hold up my head a little (already!) and I can move my head from side to side when I am doing tummy time. Incidentally, I like tummy time, but only if mommy keeps her face right next to mine, so that I can see her. Otherwise I am not so keen on it, I would rather be in her arms. I am definitely a very touch-feely type of baby, I want the warmth and comfort and security of mama’s arms a *lot*. (ps: my birth mommy Val gave me the yellow blankie in the front, it is my favorite and I use it all the time!).
