pajama time

Lil's first two-piece pajama set comes courtesy of cousin Josie. So now Lil can...

"Pull on the bottoms.  Put on the top." and  "Get [her]self set to pajama-dee-bop!"

- Pajama Time, by Sandra Boynton

And see?  Another food motif!

weekend update #2

Admittedly, this comes a little late.  I feel like I'm showing up to class without my homework.  There's no excuse, but you should know the TONY's were on last night, and I always loved Doogie Howser.  Now, on to Lil.

toque-r face

Perhaps making a cobbler with farm fresh strawberries was the inspiration for Saturday's ensemble.  I didn't do much cooking when I was pregnant with Lil, so being back in the kitchen was kinda nice.  And the strawberry cobbler was pretty good, too.

This skirted onesie was another zulilly score.  The company is called Mad Sky Kids, and this look is part of their Barn Organics line.  Made from 100% organic cotton, their baby clothes feel just as good as they look.  I think the "muffin hat" looks more like a chef's toque, but that's fine now that Mama's cooking again! Sadly though, this outfit- size 9 months- is almost too small for Lil Beanpole.  It just takes one growth spurt to ruin an entire wardrobe...

loose-y in the sky

Sundays are usually about things like pancakes, newspapers, and no pants.  But Lil has had quite a few no pants days recently.  She needed an excuse to put on a nice blouse and a pair of ballet flats.  So we eventually headed over to our favorite neighborhood spot, Tuffet, where we met another mama and baby around Lil's age.  Miss Adaline was at Tuffet with her mama and papa and their poetry workshop.  How cool is that? Wine and beer and meat and cheese and poetry and babies!  Sounds like a perfect Sunday... until Lil is big enough to enjoy pancakes and the funny section.

foots and legs

                                      "Tell me, O Octopus, I begs,
                                        Is those things arms or is they legs?
                                        I marvel at thee, Octopus;
                                        If I were thou, I'd call me Us."
                                                                                     

                                                                                      The Octopus, by Ogden Nash