In a far away place in the rocky mountains, Juice and I met. He was 15, I was 14. But by the time he was 21 and I was 20, we knew we should be together. So in 2001, we started this whole crazy business of being a family. In 2004 we were joined by the puppy, Soot, who kept me company during a very awful pregnancy. That turned out to be Butterfly who joined us during Juice's finals in 2005. She was nice to Daddy and was born in the morning so he could make his final that night. We had 3 years with her before she was joined by TWO baby brothers, Pirate and Professor in 2008. The story of our life just keeps adding up!
It started out in church today as she was chewing on my finger. I felt something rough in her mouth, so I moved my finger over to see what it was. Butterfly has teeth! They are small, kind of clear, and both on the bottom. I only felt one in church this morning, but both are definitely coming up tonight when I put her to bed. I won't be surprised if tomorrow we have our first official tooth.
I am so excited for her to have teeth, but sad at the same time. I loved that great big gummy smile she gave me in the morning. Oh I'm sure the toothy grin she is going to give me now is going to be just as good. But who knew that being a mom could be so bitter sweet.
Butterfly is so chubby it's so adorable. You just want to eat those rolls right up. And she's so soft too! You always hear those commercials about how your skin can be baby soft, etc. It's something to covet, believe me! She's got these great big thighs and these little dimpled hands and elbows...I could go on and on. I love it. What a cute healthy little girl we have.
We recently refinance our house and the notary that came by to help us sign the papers kept saying that we should put Butterfly in commercials. She should be the Gerber baby. Ahh...she is just that cute. See for yourself.
I am happy that Juice is getting his degree. Really. I am happy Juice is getting his degree. Really. I am happy Juice is getting his degree. Really. I am happy that Juice is getting his degree. Really. I am happy Juice is getting his degree. Really. I am happy Juice is getting his degree. Really. I am happy that Juice is getting his degree. Really. I am happy Juice is getting his degree. Really. I am happy Juice is getting his degree. Really.
Just in case you were wondering. But man I am bored some nights. Since he's at class tonight, I am home, alone with Baby Girl and chanting the above to myself. And when he does his homework, I chant that. But I CAN NOT WAIT till he is done. Only 8 more weeks of school and then we are both free! (Juice more so but I was supportive!) But, of course the down side is that there are 8 weeks left.
PS- 9 weeks left till Christmas. Has anyone started their shopping?!
Toothpaste: $2.97 Shampoo: $3.56 Conditioner: $3.40 Body Wash: $3.80 Various hair care products: $5.00 Lotion: $2.55 Sleeping baby who actually let her mommy use all of this without rushing and without calling to a crying baby that she is okay: PRICELESS!
You were 5 months old yesterday! I can't believe how much time has flown by. You gave me a present by laughing hard at my silly faces and swarming you with kisses. You sit up by yourself for minutes at a time, and sometimes will flip onto your stomach. Of course, once you're there, you will put your face in the floor and scream. Such fun.
You love being outside. When you are being particularly cranky and nothing will calm you, standing in our open door will. Your eyes get wide and you stare at the sky, the trees, people walking down the street...anything. You are always quiet outside. Daddy is thrilled that we have another outdoorsy person in the family. I'm sure we'll have many camping trips in our future. And don't forget those fishing trips Grandpa promised you. I hope you always love outside as much as you do now. After all, your Momma spent 10 weeks in a tent once...good times and nosy squirrels.
You have blown through most of your clothes. I've given up putting anything less than 12 month old stuff on you because I can't get anything over your cute chunky thighs. So what if you sort of swim in the 12 month size. Be thankful your pants come to your ankles because that won't always be the case. The curse of having tall parents, I suppose. You are already 2 feet tall (27 inches) and weigh around 20 lbs. This number makes my arms hurt just thinking of hauling you around! But you're snugglable.
You love to bounce on the bed and you love Daddy swinging you through the air. You love your puppy and desperately want to put her fur in your mouth...much to the chagrin of the puppy. But Soot is a good girl and doesn't even try to get you to let go. She even chases your hand around with her licker which makes you squeak and burble. Soot will stop, cock her head at you, and then go back to licking. I hope you two will be good friends in years to come.
You cry really cute lately with your mouth squeezed shut. It comes out more of a mmmm sound than a cry. Of course, if we don't respond to the mmm then the big guns come out. We love you lots and can't wait to see what next month will bring!
There is a celebrity in our neighborhood. Not a big one, mind you. She is just famous enough that everyone knows her name, and everyone stops to say hello to her. She often takes walks at night while we are out walking, and we've been witnesses in the neighborhood swarming that goes on. She's even famous enough that people who see our baby comment on how cute she is, but do not gush. And people, she is gush worthy! Just look at this. She's not yet 5 months old and she sat up long enough for me to play with her and think, I should take a picture. And then run into the other room, turn the camera on, and get her to look at me before she fell down. Now if that isn't something to gush about, what is?! :)
But I digress. People do gush over the celebrity. Our celebrity started her career off young, which is why she is still living in a neighborhood like ours. You would think that a celebrity would keep a better house, but since this is where her family is, this is where she is too.
She is incredibly friendly, and is always getting to know new people. I even know of some neighbors who are outside around the same time every day just to see her. She's good enough to always stop and visit, but doesn't delay her walk too much. There may be other people waiting for her down the road!
One neighborhood kid named Pooh Bear (no joke, that's what everyone calls her, even her mother) is especially enamored with our celebrity and will follow her around. Much to the chagrin of Pooh Bear's mother and their neighbors because Pooh Bear's mother is calling for her while Pooh Bear is off keeping court with the celebrity. So everyone around hears "Pooh Bear!!" but her. Our celebrity's mom (who often goes walking with her) has had to remind Pooh Bear to mind her own mother and go inside when called.
I hear she sleeps in late, and doesn't do her dishes. I suppose for a celebrity you can always hire someone else to do your dishes, but I think doing ones dishes normalizes one. Wouldn't you agree?
Our celebrity is still young. Blonde, fit, with brown eyes and a piercing voice. Anyone want to venture a guess? No? Well, I have a recent photo of her...
Surprise! It's our puppy. And yes, she is a celebrity in our neighborhood. (I didn't really surprise you...but did I have you going for a bit?) Everyone stops to say hi to her, and all the kids yell "Soot!" when we leave our house. It's like walking with someone very famous. People call Butterfly her little sister and tell us if Butterfly grows up to be as cute as the dog, she'll be beautiful. Thanks, I think.