Tuesday, February 22, 2011

Milly 8 months

At 8 months Milly has turned into a food-lover. Obvious from those squishy cheeks that I love so much. Her favorite at the moment are peas. She will bang on the table if you aren't feeding her fast enough, it is so funny. I love how she uses her little thumb and pointer as pincers to get cheerios into her mouth.


She is sweet and mellow as ever and is happiest just sitting near Otie and watching him play. She is starting to get protective of toys and doesn't appreciate her brother stealing things from her. She seems to be getting close to crawling- starting to rock on all fours and reach for things. But I wouldn't mind if she held off crawling for a little while longer.

She still rocks dreadlocks on the back of her head most days and has cute little curls on one side of her head and totally straight hair on the other. It's the cutest.

Milly loves jewelry. She especially loves it when I wear necklaces while nursing and will just run her fingers along it while she eats. She loves peek-a-boo and giggles when Otie jumps around her screaming words that he's made up.

Gone are the days when Milly was a champion sleeper, but we love her anyway. She wakes up once or twice a night these days. I've been telling myself that I won't feed her in the night anymore because I don't think she's hungry but sometimes I do anyway. I know that these late night snuggles won't last forever.

Monday, February 21, 2011

For the record...

Otis is a very friendly, happy and energetic kid (As I write this he is naked, jumping on my back squeezing my neck and tugging at my hair telling me he is going to put me in time out). And I am ignoring him because I do need a time out of my own. A lot of people at church and other places often ask me the same question, "Is he always this fun and happy?"


NO. The answer is NO. I have spent the last hour cleaning poop off every bar and crevice of the crib and toddler pictured above. I was enjoying a cupcake all to myself celebrating that both kids were napping at the same time today. After almost an hour Otis started calling my name. I walked in his room to the most horrific scene of a poop-covered crib, floor and 2 year old (and for the record, this is not the first time this has happened).

After a bath and disgusting clean up job. I went downstairs to find that Otis had dumped out a tub of sour cream and was eating it off the floor. While I was cleaning that up, Otis ran up to Milly's room and jumped in her crib, waking her up. I thought I might die at that point.

I'm sure I will laugh about this adorable toddler phase one day, but today is not that day.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Performer

Milly is Otie's number 1 fan. And lucky for her, he serenades her all day long.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

The circus


We went to the circus with Grandma and Mimi, it was a blast
I got Otis all excited about riding an elephant BEFORE I found out that it would cost me $10 for him to ride it for 1 minute with other random kids. Oh well, he loved it.
He was in a trance watching the tight rope walkers
Milly didn't care about the circus, she just wanted to snuggle

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Playdate

Milly and I went with our BFF's to Brighton for the day. We took turns riding, feeding then riding some more.
Obviously the girls were having a blast in the lodge
waiting patiently for our next turn
(with Milly Bowl behind us) Thank you to Wendy for making the day possible!
Can't wait until they can join us in the snow in a few years!

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Bedtime Stories.

Every night Otis asks for a story, "and say Once Upon a Time" he says. He asks for stories about everything, Betsy, Grandma, his toys, his rug and the biggest request is for two Johns- one that we bought our chickens from and the other a random guy we got our luggage mixed up with. And I make up amazing stories on the spot if I do say so myself. Here's our story time conversation from the other night:
ME: Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess named Mommy (many stories begin this way)
OTIS: Are you old?
ME: No, I'm young and beautiful. Now listen.
OTIS: Are you old and sick?
ME: Not old, but I do have a cold. Do you want a story or not? Once upon a time...
Otis: I have the hiccups
ME: No you don't. Once upon a time...
Otis: Go out.
Me: Ok, good night.

7 months


Milly June at 7 months:
I am: a snuggler, smiler, sitter, face toucher, giggler, book chewer and complete delight
I love: my brother, no one can make me laugh like he does. Spinach, squash and bread are my faves. All other food is repulsive to me and I seal my lips and turn my head away. Love hearing my Dad sing around the house (which is always) and love to see him come home from work. Love just sitting where Otis is playing and watching his every move. Not showing any signs of crawling yet.
I don't love: amoxicillin. I had my first ear ache last week and can lock my jaw with the strength of a crocodile to try to avoid any kind of medicine. I also don't love that only half of my hair is curly and the other half is frizzy dreadlocks- luckily, I'm still beautiful.
My schedule is: Wake up around 730am. Nap around 930 then again sometime in the afternoon. When the stars aline for my mother, I nap at the same time as my brother. Unfortunately, I decided to stop sleeping through the night around 6 months. My mom is a pushover and is getting up once or twice a night for a snuggle and to feed me these days even though I'm not hungry.
Any time I try to take a picture of just Milly, Otis screams. "Wait a sec!" then runs over and says "cheese"!