Holy Vocabulary Batman!

Baby Bug has suddenly started to astound us with her incredible store of vocabulary. Just in the last three days we have heard many new words, and now she is spouting sentences. 

She has a great appreciation for the written word, even though she does not always manage to sit through a whole book anymore. Baby Bug busted out the cutest toddling over with book in hand move the other day and topped it off by holding it out to me and proclaiming 'read ish' So I course I obliged; how could I not?? The next day she repeated this feat, only saying 'read.. book' while handing me the book. 

Such a devoted lover of books her Mama is, it didn't take her long to figure out that I will immediately stop whatever it is I'm doing to read to her if she brings me a book, so throughout the day I am now approched by my little wobbler holding  a book, sometimes silently and other times saying 'Ree?'  I guess the 'd' is optional at this point. Passe as it were.

Yesterday while playing with Hermes with her fairy wand she snarled (as well as a 1 year old can snarl) 'Bad Kiddy!' I doubt I need to say that we all died laughing to that gem. In that same day she also said for the first time, Aunty and Cookie. Cookie came out more like Ct.. tee But whatever that was a good attempt for a tricky word.

And today to send me up into the air with proud Mama happiness when I walked in the door from stepping outside she left my Dad and trotted towards me, held her pretzel stick up high and said 'I got Num!' 

Dude, my just turned 1 year old just said a three word sentence holy crap. 

Yes yes, num isn't really a word, but its what she/we call food stuff, so to her it is the name of food that isnt a cookie or cookie shaped thing. (we also call rice rusk wafers cookies)

Go Baby Bug! Mama is so so proud of you.

How the Hell is it Tuesday morning?

Or is that Monday night still?

Anyway, today was my second serious installment of tackling the basement.  It went about as badly as last time. Baby Bug is still really stressed with the Mama flitting around the big scary basement moving things. Sometimes going so far as to dare to vanish out of Baby Bug's sight! And crying ensues. With heart-wrenching crocodile tears for superior effect.  

But despite carrying Baby Bug around with me, setting her down and listening to her bawl like the basement floor is made of lava I managed to accomplish a lot. The main room is now almost completely done. 

Yay. Applause. 

But why does BabyBug get so stressed? This cannot be a normal behavior for a child to have.  She's worse then my cats when I move a piece of furniture in the omg woman you moved something this is catastrophic!!! way. Eeeesh. 

Woa

Dear Baby Bug,

In exactly one week you will be 1 year old. Already you are more child then baby. You walk, and have many words, astounding us with new ones every week. Two days ago you yelled 'DOWN' at Hermes because you think he doesn't belong on my chair. You give your cousin, who is heavier and the same height as you toys now. You often steal them back a few minutes later, but at least you *sort of* share. 

You have one tooth, it is a lone top tooth and it's adorable. The bottom two are busting through the gums now and then you'll have 3. I've never heard of this combination of tooth arrival before, but I'm not surprised that you would have to be a little different even with that.

You are beautiful and amazing and I often feel like I don't deserve you.  You make my heart melt with sweet sighs and snuggles even after we've both had a day and have been very frustrated with one another.  I am lucky to have you Baby Bug. We both are.

Laughing

Ever since we moved into the house (2 months ago in 3 days!) we've been eating dinner at the table, and if  Baby Bug is still awake when she eat, she sits with us. 

Tonight Baby Bug wouldn't go to bed because her teeth were bothering her, so I caved rather then fight and let her stay up late. Well she was feeling very happy and victorious in her 1o month old way about her success at escaping bedtime as she hung out in her highchair.  She has this thing she's been doing for a month or two now where she hisses her breath in and out through her nose while wrinkling her nose and making faces.

Kid has MASTERED this trick let me tell ya.  She has got the evil eyes going with the eyebrows wavering and gets the best impish gleam in her eye as she hisses in and out staring you dead in the eye. She sat in that chair looking between Daddy Bug and I as she did this, getting sillier and sillier until we are both laughing,  and I made eye contact with her and boom, my little baby cracked up with mirth as she started laughing because she had made us laugh. She started to look back and forth between us and we all laughed harder and harder enjoying our little families first inside joke. 

God it was the best. That was such a fun amazing moment. My little girl is big enough to enjoy a joke. Crazy. Who said she could be 11 months old in a few days!???

Random Halloween thoughts..

Halloween is approaching and even though it is probably my favorite holiday, not a single decoration has been placed, I havn't even found my cute little black cat/pumpkin candle holder because it's buried in the disaster that is our basement. 

Buying a house is expensive. Buying a house while in the midst of attempting to show off even a little bit of canada to my australian friend who happened to be staying with us at the same time is really hard on the cashflow.  So even though I couldnt resist buying BabyBug a halloween costume (because a 10 month old really needs one!) I've been waiting for the next payday to go and get some halloween decor. I need at least a cute scarecrow, or a ghost.. anything.

But oh how I miss the nights of running through the streets of my town in costume begging for candy. I especially miss the year or two I did the not so nice halloween activities in the even later night. This year I get to dress up BabyBug as a Ladybug and hit up friends and family for loot she won't get to eat, and then return home to hand out candy to a new generation of little monsters and divas.  Seeing the costumes is fun, the glee and excitement on their faces is contagious, I'm not looking forward to my really annoying doorbell ringing continuously but its still worth it.

oh and bonus; the only person I'll have to share my roasted pumpkin seeds with after carving the pumpkins is TheMan so that will be excellent!

Wow..

So.. It's been 9 months since my last post.

Just a little bit of a slacker. I've been so busy doing the new Mom thing, and reading other peoples blogs as well as being a facebook-a-holic that I pretty much forgot about creating this here blog. 

Oops.

So life is good, labor/delivery went really well. As well as having that happen to your downstairs can ever go I guess. My daughter is awsome, I can't believe that a year ago I got pregnant.. insane.

My little girl just figured out how to do a sort of army crawl yesterday, we had pretty much given up on the idea of her ever crawling and figured she'd be one of those kids that just yaknow.. walked because she forces us to go for little walkies as much as she can. Which is a lot.  But her unfullfilled desires to be able to go where she wanted when she wanted without holding onto our fingers has led her to discover self propulsion, of a sort. Must babyproof soon. On the plus side we just moved into the house that we bought omg i can't believe we got a new vehicle, house and a baby all in the same year so there is very little upstairs for her to get into. Just need to deal with the stairs. Well, that and put away all of our shit. But she moves at the speed of a wobbly carpet slobbering ant right now, so it isnt too pressing.