just peachy



Peachy cereal for breakfast. Coffee for Mama. She really doesn't like peaches. She usually gags.



Paisley's peachy. The weather is peachy (101). Life is peachy.

I'm trying to figure out how we can replace our wasteland-of-dirt backyard with an in ground pool. And a covered patio. And hey, slap in a good chunk of grass too, while the wish list is open. Oh, what did you say? None of that is going to happen because we live in a rental?! Oh, right. Silly me.

These pictures are last weekend's happenings. Now is almost this weekend. Oh, man. My little girl has had a big week. She has moved to stage 2 baby food (long time coming), tried a graham cracker, Gerber puffs, and diced peaches. She didn't like the peaches. She isn't peachy.
Her knees are completely rug burned at any given time from making her way around. Talk about DIRTY...they should pay her for mopping the daycare floor :) (Or at least give me a discount!)



The ONLY green thing in my backyard. A neighbor's grapevine hangs over the fence.

We spent a lot of time outside getting fresh air. It was nice. Relaxing. Got nothing done.

We are thisclose to having a post graduate in our house! I'm so proud.  One day, I'm going to have to blog our evenings. They are kinda crazy, and on top of that, Andy does homework, sometimes late into the night. What a trooper. July will be a good month, because it's also our 2nd Anniversary!! Weird. I know people with kids always say it, but time really does go very fast and it's a little sad. I don't want to think about how my baby is creeping up on the 1 year mark. For now, we are soaking up the good stuff.

ever, never, never

Don't ever, never, ever, ever, ever lose your

squishy cheeks.

baby smell

morning happiness

thigh rolls

Other requests: big, slobbery open mouthed kisses (the ones where you bite my bottom lip)

cute little coos and raspberry noises

and my new favorite- reaching for mama!

Can it please never stop? Guess you could say I'm enjoying this part.

what happened last night.

a bad, bad thing happened last night in our household. something that I wasnt ready for. here it goes.

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love it, but hate it.

Daycare.

 Pea's daycare is the BEST. The location, the people, the curriculum. I love that she goes to daycare. I could not keep her entertained 9 hours a day. I seriously have the best situation for daycare and I can really see the difference in Paisley's general reaction to new people and babies compared to other kids her age that aren't in a daycare program. But to me, it's still not a normal feeling to drop her off in the morning and not see her or hear about how she is doing or anything until the evening. I used to go to the daycare at lunch to nurse, but now I literally am away from her all day. It's hard for me. I wish I could call and chat with the teachers about how her day is going, how many dirty diapers she has had, what she had for lunch, what she is doing right now...

Ok, now what's she doing?

And now?

Same thing?

Is she smiling?

What's she doing now?

Ok, I see where this could be an issue.

 It would be even better if I could text them!

Bad idea? I don't think so...

sunbaby

Mondays are hard for me. I miss my little Baby Precious. I look back on the weekend of hugs and slobbery kisses and getting my baby hairs on my neck pulled by tiny hands. Poop explosions that lead to 2 o'clock baths. Fussy times that beg for us to rock, rock, rock my sweet girl to sleep and tiptoe around for the next hour. A real, good cry when hurting herself that only Mama can console. Andy bringing home fresh spring flowers and me sighing because all I wanted was diet strawberry limeade. Weekend, please come again soon- I promise I will be more thankful for the flowers AND the poop explosions.

Pea went in her pool for the first time this weekend. It was the first and last time she wears this cute little swim suit. I had to squeeze it onto her little body. It says it's a 12 month size. Psh. Yeah right.

Oh, dear.

Once she saw her daddy set it up, she wanted to get in so bad!



"Mama, can I get in now?"

Squish, squish. Mama wants to eat you up!

Of course daddy wanted to put the kiddie pool on the highest power the water pressure could go. Which resulted in this. He also made a comment about 'how silly it is to have a MAX line'. Um, Honey- that's so you don't explode the pool/drown your kid/collapse the pool/drown your kid/ruin your kid's brand new pool or drown your kid. K?

She always made her way to the edge to get some grass when the water got boring.

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I forgot to take pictures of my sun baby at the fundraiser we went to. She rode around in her stroller (in the big girl part!) and was SO good. The stroller always lulls her into this trance. She just remains perfectly silent and looks around. Of course everyone commented on how good she was!

I'm so glad I caught the below photos. She loves mirrors. And she has realized that if she gets in real close, she can see herself in her carseat mirror. So, everytime I put her in the car to go somewhere, we have to look in the mirror for a few seconds, even when the car is 42,861 degrees and I just want to buckle her in and get the air going. New routine: start car, pump ac, mirror time, buckle baby.

Overall, a great weekend of baby loving, husband grilling, and sunny weather.

marinated and grilled flank steak with lime and corn beans and a roasted tomatillo. totally blogworthy, baby.



vlog-my little girl and her daddy

Going to have to figure out how to make these things bigger...enjoy! :)

little Pea

You are now SEVEN months old.
oh, how we love you.

You like toys that are not toys. And vegetables, not fruits. (Have you ever met a baby who doesn't like fruit?) The name Pea fits perfectly because peas are your  favorite (just like mommy!!). You give your daddy and I a heart attack every time you get a Mum-Mum and choke and gag.

Lid from a frosting container. Made her day.
All kinds of new things are going on around this house. You frequently say "da-da" and you have also said "ma-ma" and "dog" twice. Basically, you are a little parrot. When you want a bottle, you say "mmm". It's cute.



New cheesy grin



Toby loves you. You love him, too.

Your hair is growing :)

You keep pushing your little booty up in the air, but then your trunk falls down.

You are getting prepped for the Mowgli crawl.

You're a quick little booger.

You haven't pulled yourself up yet, but you like it when daddy and I put you up where you can reach and see :)

You're a lot of fun :)

MUAH!