Wednesday, March 4, 2009

That deserves a round of applause . . .

Seems like it's been raining forever. I've been cooped up inside the house for the last two days because it has been storming, sideways rain, lightning, thunder and all.

Tylo hasn't minded that much, but I'm sure by tomorrow (another stormy day) she will start getting cranky. When we're home this much, it takes all my energy to entertain her. My brain is pretty fried, and I think my voice is stuck in this high-pitched sing song tone from doing it so much. Luckily we have a CPR class scheduled, rain or shine.

The really great thing these days about taking Tylo out is that I get to pack really light. She no longer spits up, so no change of clothes needed, no burp cloths. She's too big for the bjorn, and I don't use a carrier. Her eating is very predictable, and she still drools like a leaky faucet, so I got one or two bottles and a bunch of bibs in my shoulder bag and I'm set. All my diaper changing stuff, blankets, strollers, etc. are in my car. It's been SOOO easy that I love taking her out. Except that there's really no where to go. Especially when we're trying not to spend money. You can usually find me at a Starbucks. We go to many different ones for a change of scenery.

So I've been trying to use my time wisely, and have her practice crawling, standing, signing, waving. All my hard work finally paid off when she started clapping. And once she started, it was like she couldn't stop those little hands from coming together:
Time to eat? Clap, clap, clap.
It's bathtime? Clap, clap, clap.
Daddy's home! Clap, clap, clap.
Oh look, there's Kitty! Clap, clap, clap.
And we also found some long lost pictures from our my phone that I thought I'd post. Her age was still being counted in weeks at that point:.
Newborns always get food coma. Here she is, asleep, AGAIN, after a bottle.

Here she is, too exhausted for tummy time. (She has never fallen asleep in action since.)
At the risk of sounding cliche, they sure do grow up fast . . .

1 comment:

Carolyn Jung said...

Natural rhythm already! I predict a future talented musician or artist of some sort.