I still love watching her sleep. During the day if she notices me staring at her I am then obligated to to be entertaining. Apparently she figures if I have to time to stare at her, I have the time to do something funny. Dance mommy puppet, dance! But at night I can just watch her. I can see her smile and frown and stretch. She is just so incredibly sweet when she sleeps. And incredibly quiet too.
Friday, January 29, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Things are getting back to normal around here. And normal means laundry. Lot's of laundry. How someone who wears jammies 4 out of 7 days a week goes through so much clothes is beyond me. And I'm not talking about Violet. Looking back, I don't think I sorted it right.....
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
I'm sick and poor Violet suffers. Yes, those are the same jammies from yesterday. Yes, her hair is greasy to the point she has that just out of the shower wet look. Yes, she is eating her hand for nourishment. Well maybe that's a stretch, I think there was still some squash from lunch left on them. But you get my point.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
So yesterday I woke up with an awful head cold. I haven't been sick in well over 4 years. I forgot how much it sucked. Luckily Ken stayed home and took over Violet duty for the day. It sounded like they had a really good daddy daughter day. He also took over her picture for the day. That didn't go as well...........
Sunday, January 24, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Today Violet had her first taste of baby cereal. Yum. Not sure what she thinks of it, she would make an awful face everytime she took a bite but as soon as she swallowed she would get all excited flailing her arms and legs when she saw the bowl.
She hadn't even taken a bite yet. She just really hates bibs.
She makes this face after every bite.
Friday, January 22, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Violet had shots yesterday so I didn't get a chance to upload the picture of her I had taken. Other than being a little grumpy she was completely fine, I on the other hand felt bad so Violet got to sleep in the big bed last night. As you can see from the picture she was such a suffering child......
Monday, January 18, 2010
This year for Christmas Violet got a bulldog onsie from my mother. This was Ken's favorite gift Violet got. It was probably one of his favorite gifts period. It was a little boyish for my style but I'm open minded. You want to play with footballs and trucks or wear boys clothes, fine. But I'm putting a bow on your head while you do it.
Violet loves her Lola.
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Friday, January 15, 2010
Today while we were out I came across Sophie the giraffe. Other babies seem to love it so I picked one up. It's kind of like a $21 doggie chew toy, hopefully this will last longer than one though. Violet is only 50/50 on getting things to her mouth so I really wasn't sure how she was going to do.
She seemed very excited to see Sophie!
She seemed very excited to see Sophie!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
I'm afraid this photo challenge has been affecting Violet. She has become one of those animals at the zoo who are so used to the constant cameras they don't even seem to notice them anymore. Maybe if I give her a handful of hay and a banana I can get her attention.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
So I took some pictures of Violet on her playmat today. Totally wasn't even going to use this one. While I was uploading them, two feet away, she decided to venture out into the world on her own. Or at least off the playmat. The binky must have been slowing her down and she had to abandon it at some point in her journey. Mommy is going to have to pay closer attention or buy more interesting toys.
Monday, January 11, 2010
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
1/5/10 or day 5
These picture a days are turning into 50 pictures a day. I need to start deleting the pictures I don't use, I just feel kind of guilty watching her little face go inside the recycling bin. There is more than 1 picture today, I just couldn't choose.