Feeling Yucky
Abigail woke up this morning with watery eyes and snot smeared all over her face. She had a massively runny/stuffy nose all day, and just seemed to be feeling gross in general. She took a few long naps (she would only stay asleep while I held her, so I got a couple long naps too) so after she was rested, she would play for a while before getting miserable again. During some of her more enjoyable moments today she practiced "reading" her bible. She loves books right now. She's really interested in turning the pages. Often she babbles after each turn of the page - like she understands that we say something new for each page.
Later, when I let her play with a ziplac bag full of cheerios, she managed to open the bag and dump them all over the floor. You can see the snot glistening on her face, and the drool all over her chest. She got two baths today, and she was still a mess after about 10 minutes! Poor girl, it's tough to feel yucky when the world is just waiting to be explored.
Runners, take your mark...
Abigail wants to walk sooooo bad. She's starting to crawl on her feet instead of her knees sometimes. She wants to hold on to us and walk around the house constantly. She really picked up some speed today. But, she is still scared to stand on her own for more than a couple seconds. Here she is doing her bear-crawl. Looks like she's getting settled in her blocks...maybe she'll be a sprinter like Mommy and Daddy were.
Kissyface
Abigail started giving kisses this week! One time when I picked her up, she grabbed my face and put her lips on mine for a couple seconds, then grinned at me and started giggling. I thought it was a kiss, but I just wasn't sure. Now we know without a doubt. Today she has been giving lots of kisses to both Mommy and Daddy. It's very cute. And pretty slobbery, too. Here she is about to plant one on Daddy's cheek.
Happy 2/3 Birthday! and, Toto, I Don't Think We're In Kansas Anymore.
Today Abigail is 2/3 of a year old (that's 8 months, for the mathematically challenged.) She's growing up so fast! After dinner today, we decided to go to Applebees for some yummy dessert, just for the fun of it. The waitress (Jamie) asked how old Abigail is, and we said "She's 8 months old today." Jamie asked if she could bring her an Oreo for her "birthday" and we said sure. A few minutes later she came out with an Oreo, ice cream, and all of the waitresses in the restaraunt. She did the full birthday announcement ("Ladies and Gentlemen, we have a very special guest with us today. Abigail is here celebrating her 8 month birthday...") They sang their little happy birthday song, and Abigail looked quite perplexed about what was going on. We let her eat just a little bit of the ice cream and oreo, and she loved it.
Today was another gorgeous day. Did we suddenly get transported to Florida or something? Our weather has been amazingly mild. Today the high was 65. Abigail and I took a walk and visited two parks. She loves to play!
Big Day!
New things I did today:
Ate a little bit of orange and some pasta
Realized that I can open and shut drawers and cupboards. (Time to get those baby-safe latches installed!)
Emptied out the diaper bag
Used a laundry basket like a walker and took about 5 steps while pushing it.
(Sorry, no picture for this. Mom was terrified that Abigail was going to fall on her face, so she kept two hands hovering close to her sides - no hands left for a camera. This happened after that Other New Thing I Did Today, so Mom was a little paranoid about falling.)
Another New Thing I Did Today
I know this doesn't make me a bad mom, but it sure made me feel like one: Abigail and I were sitting on the couch and she was looking out the window. It was a gorgeous day, so I decided we should go to the park while we had the chance. It was a little windy, so I wanted Abigail to wear a hat. I got up from the couch and Abigail was engrossed looking out the window, so I left her. On the couch. BAD IDEA! I literally ran to her room (maybe 20 feet away?) to grab her hat, and grabbed a jacket too. As I turned to run back, I heard it - THUD! Yep, there she was on the floor, crying her little eyes out, looking terrified. I felt horrible. She had either fallen or crawled off the couch and it was all my fault. She is fine, no bumps or bruises, but I felt awful. I won't make that mistake again.
