A Wee Bit of Irish

Happy St. Patrick's Day everybody. 

Hey look, I'm dancing an Irish Jig. 

I'm so at aww, because I just saw a double rainbow.  Now I need to

find that leprechaun. 

Where's me pot of gold?

Whoa, too many green milk bottles. 



25 Weeks

So daycare is getting better, but it still has it's slippery times.  My teachers say that we have bonded this past week.  They're great, but they are no Mommy and Daddy.  My new friendships have blossomed from the first couple weeks. The slippery part is me getting sick again.  It seems like it's a weekly think.  I know I should stay away from V, but she is so much fun.  Plus, other parents are probably telling there kids to stay away from me now (since i've had a constant case of the sickies).  Mommy thought I had another ear infection, but luckily it was a false alarm.  It's only another cold.  I hate these sickies. 

Hip to be square. 

In the rock n' roll community they call this a

power kick. 

I'm playing the air piano. 

I'm not sure what you call this dance move. 

It's only rock n' roll for me. 

I'm a uptown girl, living in a uptown world.



24 Weeks

Well week 2 of daycare was a lot better.  I don't think it could have been any worse.  I'm slowly feeling better.  My pink eye has cleared up and I don't have snot dripping out of my nose constantly anymore (which means no more booger sucker syringe - Yay!).  One of the better parts of being sick was getting to eat this bubble gum flavored medicine that fights off my ear infection. 

I'm getting to enjoy daycare more and more each day since I'm feeling better.  The teachers are awesome, and they just love me so much (and think I'm the cutest, I'm sure).  During the first week I thought I was going to have a problem going number 2 in a unfamiliar environment.  I was a little constipated, but how quickly that changed.  This may be TMI, but I've had many blowouts at school (and by many, I mean A LOT!).  I bet Mommy and Daddy are ok with that though, since I take care of most of my business at daycare and not at home. 

Speaking of blowouts.  Friday was rock n' roll day at daycare, and I was the cutest baby in daycare (again).  I wore this killer rock princess onesie with a pink tutu (you'll get to see that next week).  They wanted to take a photo of me for the school's newspaper, but before they could I pooped myself.  (bummer, I was going to be famous at school)

Saturday and Sunday are now my favorite days, because I get to be with both Mommy and Daddy all day long.  The weather was great both days, and we went to a new park.  This time I got to play on the playground equipment without being strapped in my Baby Bjorn.  Mommy was really excited because Daddy usually has me strapped on his chest.   She got to swing with me for the first time. 

Sunday was a funday also.  We went over to see great Grandpa and Grandma Kroll.  This time it wasn't burning hot like last time.  I sat on both of there laps, and really enjoyed looking at Chuck (that's my great Grandpa's first name).  I was giggly over there, and showing them how I can sit up and rollover.   I think they enjoyed our time together.  I know I did. 

Daddy was starting to tell a joke

 and I was all giddy in anticipation.

Huh, I didn't get the punch line. 

Look I'm 5 and a half months old. 

Dreaming of the days when I

 can run my fingers through my hair. 

Me o' my I'm simply stunning.

I think this photo makes my skin look clean and clear. 

Just leaning casually on Patches. 

Bye Bye.

Feed Me.

I have finally graduated from rice cereal and oatmeal.  I have taken the next step and tried veggies.  My first veggie attempt was carrots.  Mommy tried to make her own baby food, but for some reason I didn't like it (I think she may have been slightly offended that I didn't like her cooking). 

Wait, what are you trying to feed me. 

 

Eeew, it's orange. 

I don't like this, can I have my oatmeal please.  

I said please. 

This is me trying the store bought. 

As you can see I'm not too upset. 

I figured if I smeared it all over my face, Mommy

wouldn't be able to tell if I was eating it or not. 



A Day In The Park

It was a beautiful weekend, so instead of doing chores around the house Mommy and Daddy decided to go to a different park than usual. 

It all started on the swings. 
It appears I am in a swinging zone, or maybe
mezmerized by the new park and all the new activities?! 

Then it's about the slide, slide, slippity slide.

Weeeee!

I can't wait until I can run all around the play ground by myself. 

Can I hear it for the playground?  woot woot!! 

It's a giant ladybug.  I hope it doesn't eat me.   

All tuckered out after my day at the park. 



Another Attempt At Sitting Up

Here is just another attemp of me trying to sit up.  Everyday I getting better and better at sitting up. 

Sittin' Up Videos

I'm really learning to sit up by myself.  I don't quite have it down yet.  I'm still having troubles keeping my head up.  I mean, look at how big it is.  It's hard to keep all that knowledge and knowhow upright.  I don't know how Mommy and Daddy do it so well.