ode to the Daddy

Whenever he comes home or in the room or what not Punkin just lights up with excitement to see her Daddy. For me I dont do that all the time :^( as I get caught up in other things and then I under appreciate all he does but really he is the best ever and maybe I should follow her lead.

This is just a perfect example of how awesome he is.... Friday I went into the office and Jacob was home for Daddy Daycare. They played and did their thing all day. He even fit in time to do all the laundry plus put it away and had dinner ready for me when I got home. I definitely appreciated that, one less thing to do over the weekend after a loooooong work week for me. Well Saturday morning after I fed Emmi he got up with her so I could sleep an extra hour. Yeah!!! In the time he was with her downstairs he vacuumed and cleaned the kitchen. Yet he did not stop. As the day went on he did yard work, tore out bushes, trimmed down the bushes in front, cut his finger off with the trimmer (not really but the blood trail made it look like it), and it just goes on. Then last night when I got a migraine he just kept going, went grocery shopping, cooked dinner, etc. Love him. This isn't a rare occasion either, he always is chipping in around the house to get things done or sending me off for me time. So I think from now on I should just light up with excitement like Punkin does. :^) The things kids put into perspective for you.

Here is the little one as she is all over the place, army crawling. This is a favorite spot since she can look out to see what is going on outside.

I had snapped this one a week or so ago. Sleeping. I have become a bit of a sleep Nazi. Definitely try to keep her on her nap schedule (8:30 again at 1:30) and night time sleep schedule(7 or 7:30ish) since I have to rely on it for work. Also in the pic is Puddles and in the background is her giraffe.

Here she is crawling in the bookshelf in the office. Sorry this one came out a little fuzzy. She also likes to find any fleck or speck of anything on the floors to put in her mouth. Constantly keeps us on our toes or on top of vacuuming, how ever you want to look at it. :^)

Vacation in review

We had a great vacation. It started on Friday with our bring your meat party. I think we had about 20-25 of our friends over. (Picture courtesy of Mel)


Then later that night the Cormier's arrived from their drive down. The next few days were filled with biking, a night at the race track with Lug Nut, a neighborhood fireworks display, Starbuck runs, swimming, and just relaxing. Chloe even volunteered to babysit twice so we could go on a family ride at Sherman & BJ and I could hit Beatty.




Punkin showed off while they were here by pulling up twice on the hassock which required an emergency lowering of the crib. Since that is where she normally does her firsts. She also learned how to shake her head no. Uncle Alan tried to teach her how to say Beau but she didn't quite get it yet. Hopefully soon.

Vacation

While we enjoy our week of vacation with the Cormier's.... here is something for you to enjoy. Day in the life of a helpdesk analyst.

http://thewebsiteisdown.com/

Week 32

Emmi eats real food daily now. Things like bananas, sweet potato, zucchini, summer squash, pears, peas, etc. Whatever we find at the farmers market. We may try to start a second meal since she is doing so well with it. Tomorrow is our last day of work before vacation, YEAH!! So it would be a great time to get into the second meal routine without having to worry about work. We are so excited as my Uncle Alan, Aunt BJ and cousin Chloe will be here for the week. Jacob has biking plans in mind plus much time by the pool, site seeing, or just laying low. Friday we are having a 'Bring your Meat' party at our house for the 4th. So come on over if you got nothing to do.

Emmi is 32 weeks old or 7 1/2 months. Crazy at how the time has gone by so fast. Jacob and I enjoy just watching her play and move about. She gets into anything and everything she can. She now rolls, army crawls, happy screams, claps, gets her own toys, sits, babbles where you can make out words, etc. I swear she knows what she is saying, ma-ma, bu-ba, da-da. She hasn't sat up on her own again since the crib time... In such a short time this has all been learned. Amazing.

Jacob saved her life, this time, from the candle on the dining room table as she was attempting to pull the table cloth out from under it.

I think Emmi got her 2nd tooth on Monday. She was very clingy & chewing on her hand much of the day. I haven't gotten a good look to confirm but I think it is true. Thanks Arleigh for watching her this week for Jacob and I to have a date at Beatty riding bikes. She took the two pics above.

Correction

Taryn corrected me last night. Apparently Emmi's friend "Wilbur"'s name isn't "Wilbur" after all. His real name is Puddles. What I'm thinking is that they were using Wilbur as an alias to throw me off in lieu of their attack on me on Tuesday evening. But now, I'm on to them. I can post this here as Emmi can't read and "Puddles"'s eyes are made of plastic.

I love Emmi

I do. Last night Taryn went and rode her bike with the girls. I fed her about 7:15 and put her down about 7:30. About 8, she started to cry. She seems to do that alot. Down at 7:30, cries for about 10 minutes at around 8, falls back to sleep. Last night, she continued to cry. I figured she was hungry so I fed her the rest of her bottle, since earlier she would rather play than eat. So she finished her bottle and she seemed content. Put her down and about 5 minutes later she was crying again. Right before I went back up to get her, Taryn called. I said the baby was crying and figured she was still hungry. Taryn said don't bother feeding her since she'd be home in about 15 minutes. So, I went up and grabbed her and Wilbur(name of her duck she sleeps with). We sat in the rocker and all she wanted to do was bite my face and pull on my ears. Let me tell you something, you don't know fear until you have a mono-tooth baby diving at your face. I struggled to get away from mono-tooth but it was no use. Every time I would tried to maneuver away, she would grab my ear and pull be back in or she would strike me with Wilbur and scream some sort of baby war cry. I realized her crying was a mere ploy to get me up there so that she could eat me. Finally, Taryn got home to rescue me from her clutches.

Baby proof and new beginnings

My baby is getting too big too fast. At the end of the week she really has started exploring. While in the office, I look over and she was near the door playing. Not even a minute later she was in the hall out of my sight. Looks like the baby proof needs to begin with a gate at the top of the stairs.

Then today when I got her up from her nap she was sitting in her crib, a 1st. She also found her tooth today with her tongue.