Two Foot Two, Eyes of Blue...

Has anybody seen my gal? Ha ha, now that song is stuck in your head, Mom (probably the only person reading this that knows it!). Anyway, my girl keeps advancing her crawling ability and getting rug burns on her knees, and sometimes tummy, in the process. Feast your eyes on her mad skills!

Baby Jail

So cute today in her shoes and jumper, like a school/brownie uniform, just like a big girl! Except for the slobber.

Proper Form is imperative to good crawling

Look at this new trick!

So Proud

Addendum: Today signalled another first for Reina. Her first taste of dog food, only split seconds after discovering the location of the bowl. Jedi and Hermes were dumbfounded. I was grossed out. Wait until she discovers toilet water...

I Vant to Suck My Binky

I am starting this post in the morning before Reina's 9 month appointment at the pediatrician's office. I'll add her stats after we get back, but I doubt she'll let me do much more. She's due for some shots which turn her into a Crabby Patty...pobrecita!

Please enjoy as we do her odd configuration of tooth growth. I have the bite marks on my shoulder to prove she more than just looks like a mini vampire. She hasn't reached my neck yet, but has broken the skin, through shirt. Perhaps she won't be a Butterfly-Angel-Fairy-Elf-Princess like every other baby girl for Halloween, although I haven't really found a baby Dracula costume yet. Maybe a bat, or a werewolf!

Is she a good vampire, like Glenda the Good Witch? Perhaps a pink bat?

No, she's not really cross-eyed all the time, just looking at a really close camera!

Ridiculous

MD Appointment Stats:

Height: 26 1/8 inches tall (15th percentile)

Weight: 17 pounds, 12 ounces (25th percentile)

Head Circumference: 32.5 cm (20th percentile)

Kiddo charmed them all, again. Showed the Doc her teeth and how she likes to take steps while holding my hands. Got a shot and cried only until I picked her up, then tried to eat her bandaid.

Currently passed out from all the excitement.

Reina the Slug

Today, on the 9 month anniversary of her birth, Reina finally is crawling. Not the scoot she's been doing for about 6 weeks, but an honest to goodness crawl, butt up in the air and everything. She is no longer Reina the Pinwheel, only spinning or going backwards. I call her Reina the Slug not because she is slow or lazy, but because, like slugs, she seems to utilize the saliva trail she makes to help her move in a forward fashion. Lovely. Thanks for mopping the floors, kiddo. See below for further evidence.

Ham and Cheese

Reina the cheeser strikes again! Today she got her pictures taken to commemorate being 8.75 months old and stinkin' cute. She of course charmed the photographer with her big fangy grin and hardly drooled in any of the pictures. Sorry they look so small...let me know if you want to order any. Parents, you're off the hook, we've got you covered.

Labor Day Fun

I'm about a week behind, but here's some Labor Day weekend pictures:

Muddy puppies hunting frogs at Gina-Mom's farm

Reina and Uncle Austin, this wild boy loves babies!

Yee Haw! Ride 'em cowgirl! Cousin Christian serves as spotter.

I call this: naked baby ponders ceiling fan

Little Lady (do ladies usually drool this much?)

Strawberry Blonde

My mom is a "strawberry blonde." I'm not really sure why her particular hair color is referred to as strawberry, since it is definitely not red or even pinkish as one usually associates these colors with the afore mentioned fruit. Mom always said "the redheads don't want her and the blondes don't want her," hence, the qualifying adjective to describe her hair color. Today is my mom's birthday, and she turns 5$##&!? and is proud of the fact that she still doesn't need to color her hair. There is some debate over whether there's any rogue silver strands, but there requires a search before even coming close to finding one. I, on the other hand, may or may not have yanked a few out of my own scalp, I'll not go into that here...

Anyway, it looks like Reina may have her Nana's skip-a-generation strawberry blonde hair, or at least something closer to it than I ever came. So happy birthday Mom and congratulations on finding the fountain of youth!

I think the fountain may need a diaper change, gotta go...

New Babies

This past week I have been inundated with new baby news. And no, none of the news is ours. Several friends and relatives have announced births or expectations recently so I wanted to welcome the newcomers by listing them here:

Moira and Chris J. had a beautiful baby girl Sophia June on August 19th

Paige and Greg H. welcomed another boy, Gage Aaron on August 24th, big brother Gavin is so proud

Giselle and Jeff S. announced baby #3 is on the way in April, joining siblings Andrew and Lillian

Brother-in-law Andrew and his wife, Lauren had our first nephew, Milo Jack, early on September 4th

Welcome babies! Reina can't wait until you come over to play!

Ladies first: Miss Sophia June

Sleepy Gage Aaron

Cousin Milo Jack




Milo and Andrew's hobbit feet...glad Reina got my toes and not her Daddy's!

Sorry no photos of Baby S, have to wait a few months...

Home Sweet Home

Most of you know I love to travel. Travel is a lot different now Reina is around. Not bad, just busier. Somehow she just doesn't get it to chill out because we're on vacation. Has outrageous demands like hunger and dirty diapers. Oh well. The worst part about vacation by far is the day after when you've got a mountain of laundry, no food in the house and a litter box full of cat poop. I've gotten over that day and now can reminisce over our whirlwind tour of the Southeast US of A.

Reina with Charleston friends Malia and Kirra

Thank you Bill for taking this picture from the waist up. On Folly Beach in Charleston, SC.

Just before Reina tasted sand and didn't mind it.

I hate Pooh. I'm not sorry. Can't stand him. Reina will learn to hate him, too. Piglet also sucks.

Reina in her first pair of mouse ears with "Uncle" Dave in Orlando.

1st Disney Princess picture with one of my favorites

Somehow nap times get neglected during vacation. What a mean mommy.

Can't reach the pedals but likes to steer!

Please don't call 241-KIDS, the car was stopped at a gas station people.