Yes, as artsy as I am and nonsense I stink at doing the 1 month posts, pictures, stickers, parties, and stuff.
She's lucky I even filled out her birth weight and time in her baby book.
Although I did put her wrong length in it... I'll blame it on the morphine pump.
I could have sworn they told me she was 18 in. long...
So Pipes is 7 1/2 months old.
She likes fruit blends, but she passes on the Hawaiian Delight. Not a fan. It gets pushed away.
She also likes peas, sweet potatoes, squash, carrots, but passes on green beans.
Don't worry honey, so does mommy.
Yuck.
She is quite the water baby.
We love spending afternoons after work at the Jennings Resort for Bathing Beauties whilst enjoying a shared snow cone of the strawberry cheesecake or the homemade ice cream type.
If we don't get a snow cone we share a cotton candy blizzard from the local DQ.
She then kicks back in her pink whale float and chews on the eyes or splashes the water while I float her around the shallow end.
I've had eye witnesses on the account. If the spoon doesn't come fast enough she lets you know with a loud screech or simply snatches the spoon away.
She is about 20 lbs and close to 30 in. tall.
She has just recently figured out this crawling thing, but only when she really wants to go or get to something.
For example...
The dogs have a habit of sharing their toys with her. Literally.
They bring her a nylabone, then go get one for themselves and come back to snuggle next to her while enjoying their quality chew time.
So she now thinks that they are her toys too.
She makes the valiant effort to reach them when they are lying solo on the living room floor before we snatch them away, but sadly those efforts fail.
Yes, the dogs still accept her as one of their own. They do not let her out of their sight and are quite protective of her.
It's adorable.
She loves to people watch.
If she does not know you she will study you with a furrowed brow til she knows every freckle on your face.
With that said, Walmart, Target, etc. are entertaining for her so of course I take her.
She also loves taking a bath in the sink....with the measuring cups.
She will soon have her own set reserved for bath time.
Lastly, she loves her daddy.
As a little girl your daddy is your first hero, love, dance partner, etc. There was nothing better than your daddy coming to your rescue.
When Andy comes in, she stops what she's doing, gives him a big slobbery grin, and waits with arms wide open and waving for him to scoop her up. Be still my heart.
When she wakes up and gets in our bed while I feed her, she reaches for him all the while climbing to touch his head, pull his hair, stick her fingers in his ears, etc.
She wants her daddy.
We live a good life. One I never thought I would have being married only 1 1/2 yrs, having a 7 month old, 2 dogs, working 2 jobs, and finishing school.
It's full of surprises...good surprises like expecting to eat spam for supper, but coming home to a steak with all the fixings.
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