Can you find the baby?

While rolling around on her floor the other night, Anna decided to see what was under the bed in her room!

Sasha saw an opportunity—she decided to claim Anna’s pink and white puppy for herself…

Comments(1)

Comments(2)

We’ve been trying to have a picnic or some kind of family outing every weekend this month. Today we invited some friends along—Squid & Tina and their kids, who live out of the country but are back home visiting for a little while—to the park to eat pizza and play.

It was a little cooler than I anticipated, but we bundled up:

Baby brother had to borrow one of Anna’s pink blankets, but he didn’t mind too much:

(more…)

Comments(3)

When I got Anna up this morning, she started looking at my screen-printed t-shirt and I pointed out the “puppy dog” on it. All of a sudden, Anna started looking down towards the floor like she was looking for Sasha! Could she understand those words? Surely it was coincidence. But when I tried it a couple more times over the next hour or so, saying “where’s the puppy dog?” she would crane her neck out and look around on the floor, eyes landing on Sasha if she was there!

So my child doesn’t know “mommy” or “daddy” or her own name, but she understands “puppy dog”! You can tell what we talk about at our house.

Comments(3)

Anna loves it—since she likes playing with paper, it’s like getting a new toy every day. Thank you very much, Gilbert Baker and Joe White.

Comments(0)

It’s Anna’s 7-month birthday today! I can’t believe how fast she’s growing up. When I look at pictures from a couple of months ago, I see that, even though she’s not much bigger, she’s changed a lot, including having a little more hair now! Yea!

Anna would like to write a few words:

b m 9ij

Well, I don’t know what that means, but there you have it.

(more…)

Comments(6)

Note to everyone else: that would be little dogs embroidered on the jumper they got her. Great find! Thank you!

Comments(1)

“Little” being the key word here… she weighs 13 lb. 12 oz., somewhere around the 7th percentile. That wouldn’t be a problem, except the first half of her short life she was consistently at the 50th. Yep, little Anna has only gained 3/4 pound over the past 3 months and is well on her way to tumbling clear off the bottom of the growth charts. Dr. S. says she looks healthy and isn’t worried about her at the moment, but she’d rather not see this trend continue either.

We’ve been trying to feed Anna solids for over a month now, and the little princess is not interested. We’ve tried rice cereal, oatmeal, applesauce, and carrots so far. I can sneak a bite in her now and then when lets her guard down (and she tolerates it pretty well rather than spitting it out), but she has yet to take a bite voluntarily. She seals those little lips tight shut and turns her head away. I try to make her laugh and smile, but she has learned to smile with her mouth closed or with her tongue cleverly sealing up the entrance to her mouth. If she starts crying (keeping her mouth closed, of course), we stop, as I don’t want to traumatize her and give her a negative impression of mealtime. She’s generally happy; I give her her own spoon to play with, and she’s content to sit there dodging my spoonfuls of food for a few minutes.

So have any of you parents run into this? I don’t think I’ve talked to anyone whose almost-7-month-old wouldn’t even open her mouth to try something. I really hope this is nothing more than her just needing a few more weeks to develop in this area, and that surely any day now she’s going to change her mind!

David put together her high chair yesterday:

Comments(12)

This was one of the questions asked us by the nurse at Anna’s 6-month check-up today, along with other health and developmental type things. David and I looked at each other and said, “No, not really…”

I was thinking through of all the things I actually call Anna throughout the day—sweetie, sweet girl, darlin’, sweet baby, baby girl, little girl, little one, honey, precious, etc., etc.

My poor child is never going to learn her name. :-)

[Side note: I’m not worried about this, so no lectures please about how I shouldn’t be worried about this.]

Comments(9)

…twice actually, by Wendy and Shannon, or thrice (isn’t that a great word?) if you count Megan’s “I’ll tag whomever wants to play along.” [Update: add Casie to that too. I’m only doing this once though!] I’ve already listed some stuff about myself on my About Me page and my Quirks post, so I’ll try to come up with 7 new things.

1. I’m so lucky—I have a baby that doesn’t get up until about 9 in the morning, and I love it!

2. I’ve actually never had a drink of alcohol (not counting food with alcohol in it). I’m not opposed to it or anything, I just don’t see a reason to get into it. I like iced tea. And chai latte. And Coke (real Coke, that is.) So why drink?

3. I’ve worn my hair pretty much the same way since… well… always. It’s been shorter and longer, all one length and slightly layered, but I’ve never made a major change (unless you count the short-lived ’80s perm in the 8th grade).

4. I usually wear flavored kiddie lip gloss instead of real grown-up lipstick.

5. In late elementary/junior high school, while everyone else was watching whatever was cool at the time, I was faithfully watching “Brady Bunch” and “Little House on the Prairie” reruns every afternoon.

6. My parents were born on the exact same day. When I was little I thought it was normal for your parents to have the same birthday. I would ask my friends, “When is your parents’ birthday?” and they would say, “My mom’s or my dad’s?” and that confused me.

7. Despite intentions to the contrary, I exercise on a “2 weeks on, 2 months off” kind of schedule. And you know, I’ve stayed about the same size throughout my adulthood (excluding pregnancy of course). So I guess it works for me. Maybe I should write a book—I might be on to something here!

And I’m going to do the Megan bail-out: I tag anyone who wants to give it a shot.

Comments(1)