"butterfly in the sky, i can go twice as high"

May 21, 2009

She is, in that picture above, contemplating whether or not to scream. She likes warm water, but you'd think I was trying to kill her with the way she cries when I pour water on her head to wash her hair -- even if it doesn't go down her face!

This will probably be rather short, as Mommy is sleepy and has to work early in the morning.

Reading one of her new books with Daddy.

So we've learned, recently, that Lil Miss likes books. Granted, I'm not sure she can understand them yet, but she likes the pictures. And her Grandma Lynn sent her a book today that has textures she can feel and stuff -- she REALLY likes that one. And she likes books with pictures of other babies in them. She likes to look at them.

(But she likes to look at herself more. She loves the mirror I got for the car today (one of those that you put on the backseat, so you can see the rear facing car seat in your rear view mirror) because it means she can sit there and watch herself. And there's a mirror on her bouncy chair too. Lil Miss LOVES her reflection!)

She seems to like the TV too -- I think she likes the flashing lights. Momma also sent us some Baby Einsteins, so I'll probably put one of those on when we get home from work tomorrow, see how she likes it.

Daddy kisses -- she loves those.

We worked this afternoon while Daddy worked this morning. Lil Miss was a grumpy butt for some of the afternoon. I think because it was hot -- she doesn't seem to understand why Mommy can't just make the "hot" go away. And if I'm hot and uncomfortable, I know she must be miserable, since she can't regulate her temperature so well and I know she doesn't understand. I feel bad but really, what can I do? Poor munchkin -- I try to keep her out of the stifling heat as much as possible.

She's getting really good at holding her head up and controlling herself in general. She's almost in control enough that I can hold her on my hip. I can, now, but I have to hold her back cause sometimes she'll just pitch herself backwards. But she's really the cutest most bright eyed baby I've ever seen. She just loves to watch everything. I love it.

One of our neighbors has a grandson who's probably about three and he just LOVES her. Whenever he's here, he asks to see the baby and he just loves it when I'm outside walking her. I was outside with her earlier tonight and Natalie (the neighbor) and both her daughters, plus Julian (the grandson) were out there, so we went over and talked to them for awhile. Natalie and her younger daughter (who's probably 20ish) just couldn't stop cooing over her. I know they would babysit -- I know the daughter really wants to -- but I'm just not ready for babysitters yet. I can leave her with Daddy, but I'm not ready to leave her with other people.

She's my little one. It still makes me anxious to be away from her. I don't think that's ever going to go away.

Oh yeah -- and cookies to those who get the reference in the title.

Sitting on Mommy's lap while we type at work -- I'll have to try and get a picture of the actual typing. It's apparently really cute.