Practicing for Florida

We went to get Brooklynn a hat for the beach with a strap on it the other day. Every time I went to try it on her she would rip it right off, I'm still not sure if they even fit, let alone would stay on. Brooke has never been much of a hat person; I think she likes everyone to see how pretty her hair is. She did really like her sunglasses last year so we tried to test them out yesterday to see how she did. They were better than the hat, but we still need to work on it before we head out to Florida in 8 days.



What finally helped? Giving her a snack in both hands so she didn't have any free hands.


Oh no! She ate it! Now her hands aren't free anymore!

Off they go again!

Any other suggestions? We'll go and get that hat just in case.

My Little Helper

Brooklynn started playing with the Swiffer the other day. I'm hoping this is the first signs of a little girl who loves to help Mommy clean. I'm so proud.

I Think It's Time to Get the Door Locks...

Now that Brooklynn can open doors, she is finding all kinds of fun things to play with.

Milk...and Cookies, of Course!

So the battle with giving Brooklynn some type of bottle or sippy cup continues. I swore off buying a 9th type of bottle to try long ago but finally broke down and bought a Dr. Brown's last night. I thought maybe since Brooklynn's cousin Andrew took that kind maybe she would like it, too. I have stopped nursing Brooke cold turkey on my right side until my cut heals. I have a milk blister and because of that I also have a pretty deep sore which the combination is brutally painful. Just thinking about having to nurse Brooke on it makes me feel like I'm going to throw up. So, I decided just to use my left side and to pump the right. (Way less painful.) The downside is that Brooke still won't take the milk. She has been liking her sippy cup, but only with water. I put some breastmilk in it this morning and she tasted it and then spit it out all over her. The bottle didn't really work, either. I think we worked on it for a few hours last night and she might have gotten 1/2 an ounce out of it.

Last night was rough because Brooke couldn't figure out why she was still hungry, I'm sure. But every time she nurses on that side she opens up the wound again and makes it worse. I'm thinking because of the blister not all the milk is coming out? so she sucks even harder.

Sorry to be so graphic for any guys reading this.

ANYWAY....the funny part of the story. This morning when I was pumping Brooklynn found the pack of Oreos that Josh left on the couch and literally opened it all by herself, took out a cookie and started to eat it with the biggest smile on her face. It was hilarious. I just let her because I was so impressed, and figured she deserved it if she was that skilled to get it in the first place. Yes, it was 7:30 am, but still. It was almost like she was saying, "MOM, you know I don't like to drink milk in a cup...UNLESS I have an oreo to go with it." I can't blame her. Good for you, Brooklynn.

(In case you're wondering why my poor daughter is topless, she kept spitting her milk ALL over her shirt and it was completely soaked. It's actually still wet 3 hours later.)

No, Brooke...

Not EAT the flower, SMELL the flower.

Don't Eat Daddy's Hair

The other day I was cutting Josh's hair like I usually do. But UNLIKE usual we now have a 7-month-old daughter who likes to get into everything. She's not even crawling yet but for some reason she is still hard to control. I set her up with some puffs all over a towel on the floor and set her on the towel. I thought it would be a fun "treasure hunt" for her. It was for a while. She seemed happy, I started to cut Josh's hair. In the middle of all this she kinda rolled over and was starting to whine to be sat up again. I went over, very careful to brush all the hair off of me and helped her up. I went back to continue Josh's haircut and Josh said something like, "Wait, wait, wait! No, Brooke!" Or something similar. I looked over and there was a black fuzzy thing on the floor that she was reaching for. I thought it was (gasp!) a spider, but it was just Josh's hair. I went over to get that away before she got it when to our surprise, she already had a different HUGE clump of hair and proceeded to shove it in her mouth. She looked up at me like, "I immediately regret this, please help me" and I tried my best to get it off of her hands and face. It is worse than sand, let me tell you. Combined with her wet drool it just sort of smeared. How gross.

I didn't have my camera with me, so no pictures, but use your best immagination. It was a classic.

Lesson #1

"And this is why we try things on before packing for vacation, Brooke! Don't worry, your Mommy has the same problem right now."

This is supposed to be a one-piece bathing suit. It said 0-3 months!