Showing posts with label big girl. Show all posts
Showing posts with label big girl. Show all posts

6.29.2012

end of month report

Back when Mama had a job, EOM (End of Month) was a stressful time. Lots of numbers to crunch, and so much pressure to make profits and bonuses and all that. So now that my main focus is incubating and raising children (for the time being), it's about time to take stock of Lil's most recent accomplishments.


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so much to be proud of!

  • She can find her knees, nose, toes, head, eyes, and bellybutton. And her bottom.
  • She can crawl on the floor and meow like a kitty.

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"if she walks like a kitteh, and talks like a kitteh...?"

  • She can say "buddy," and "that guy."
  • She can make her stuffed animals dance.
  • She can feed herself with a fork or a spoon without disastrous results.
 
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nom

  • She will put the phone to her ear and say "Hiiieeeee." (She can also use the camera, and play Fruit Ninja.)
  • She learned which way to wave when you say "bye."
  • She calls Papa "Daddieeee" and Mama "Moggieeee."
  • She makes friends easily with 5 year-olds.
  • She can wipe the floor, or her high chair if you give her a damp cloth.
 
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little Ms. Clean


Not bad. I think we're ready for Lil's Q3.

4.06.2011

growing up


The first time Lil wore this, she was about 3 weeks old.  We went to the nice family-oriented part of Brooklyn to visit Lil's second cousins. She was swimming in this romper.  The toes of her little mocs were barely visible!  Now it looks like she's wearing little knickers.  I am going to be sad to pack this away.  I love baby velour, and the smocking detail in pink and white soften the teddy bear brown so nicely. 

What to do with this first bunch of baby things that no longer fit?  Today Lil and I sent a box of her gender-neutral and boyish things to her little cousin in California.  It's a great way to extend the life of newborn gear that gets hardly any wear.  But these pretty little girlish things... well, we just have to wait for the next tiny fashion plate!


growing up fast
After only a few weeks of motherhood, I've learned that it really is true- they do grow up too fast.