Sunday, March 29, 2009

It's all clear to me now...


After finally having been to a bridal shower, I now understand the idea behind parties that are referred to as "Showers" My family threw my Auntie Steph a party to celebrate her upcoming nuptials. My mom's family did the same for my mom, both for her wedding and for my then-impending birth. The term "shower" comes from the idea of showering the bride and groom (or in this case, the bride-to-be) with gifts...

I'm happy to know that there aren't thousands of people walking around filthy, hoping to get married so that they can finally shower.

Above is a quick shot of me in the most adorable hat that a baby has ever owned....below is my Aunt wearing a bow hat...the traditional way that bridesmaids find a way to get back at you for looking beautiful on your wedding day...by making you look like a huge goofball during your shower.

Next up....a full update on my latest trip up north!!  


Saturday, March 28, 2009

An Update on "Showers"

I have just read that there are also Baby Showers...what is going ON here??!

Friday, March 27, 2009

"On The Road Again"

So...after hours of being in truly unnecessary traffic...Mom and I are in the home stretch....

I'm coming to Connecticut for Leg 2 of Baby Tour 2009! 

My mom is going up for my Aunt Steph's bridal shower, and I'm coming along for the ride! It's the first time Mom has had me by herself in the car for a long trip, and even though it has been hard, she has come through with flying colors...It literally took us almost an hour and a half to get through Delaware, when on a bad day it should take you no more then 42 seconds to get through that adorable little state.

I will see you Connecticut folks soon! Look how EXCITED I am!!!



Thursday, March 26, 2009

Baby Tour 2009_Leg_1_Part_2



Well...I finally have a chance to get around to Part 2 of my first visit to Connecticut. (And right before I head back up there again for my Auntie's Wedding Shower.)

On a sidenote...I do question the logic of celebrating a wedding by taking a shower. My concern is that there are a bunch of dirty people walking around, just WAITING to bathe themselves until they get married. It doesn't make any sense to me, and frankly if I have to endure baths all the time, then I think that grown-ups should do the same....Plus, who is dating these dirty, smelly people? I have to do some more research and get back to you...

Anyhoo, while I was in Connecticut, my Gramma Mindy held a little "Coming Out" party for me. This is not what you think, everyone...it was basically just a big get-together for friends and family to come over to Gramma Mindy's and meet me. There was food, and I met TONS of really great people! I had such a blast, and proved that I could be a worthy "Community Baby" getting passed all around to the family.

Above is Amber...she is gonna be my Godmother in a few weeks. I have no idea what that means, but apparently it's a big deal.
This is the hoodie that my Gramma Mindy knitted for me. It is SUPER cozy, and it matches the little hat that she made for me up in Maine before I was even born. My parents picked out the yarn, and Gramma Mindy went ahead and knitted away.

This is my cousin Beth, and in the background my (Great?) Aunt Penny....Beth wears awesome hats, and does a great job holding babies...she is super cool.
Above is a wider shot of Grammy Mindy's kitchen. My Uncle Rich and my Mom look on as Beth imparts some wisdom on me. I am listening intently....
OR looking at her awesome hat.

While at my party, I met a local celebrity...this is my cousin Taylor. For such a big deal, she is actually pretty down to Earth, and she did a GREAT job of keeping me calm while Dad changed my diaper. She was a lot of fun to hang out with, and must be a GREAT big sister to her brother Tim.
Oh, and this shot was before she calmed me down. I was very upset since I was naked and being changed in the middle of a large party thrown in my honor.
Wouldn't you be upset? :-)

All in all...it was a great trip...Gramma Mindy threw a wonderful party, and the family all had a blast. 

As Mom and Dad packed up to go the next day, DaGramma's cat Layla stood guard over me.

Gramma Mindy made sure that I was secure in the baby bucket, and we headed back out to return home. 

We unceremoniously ended up having some car trouble on the way home. Initially, it sounded like a flat tire, but it turned out that the front undercarriage guard had just fallen off and was dragging on the ground. It sounded scarier than it was, but Dad rallied and taped that sucker back on! Duct Tape DOES fix everything!!

That's all for the trip...I promise that I will report on this weekend's journey to Connecticut 

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Development 2


Here is a picture of me holding one of my rattle toys. If my Mom or Dad puts the rattle into my hand, I can now hold it, and shake it.

Of course, I haven't quite learned how to put the rattle DOWN yet, so I basically just shake it, and when I'm over it...I just panic, and start fussing until Mom or Dad takes it out of my hand.

I am also grasping at my bottle whenever Dad is feeding me. I just want to make his life a bit easier by giving him a chance to nap while I am feeding myself.

Sunday, March 22, 2009

My first video post....

This is just a test to see how the video embedding works on blogspot.

This is a video of a new game that I enjoy playing....Mom or Dad will brush a towel or tissue against my nose, and I giggle uproariously.

I do a lot of cooing and "chatting" in the video, too.

Really, I enjoy the game...but I do it mostly for them.

Enjoy!


Saturday, March 21, 2009

A retraction of my bath statements.

Mom and I were talking last night, and she informed me that the bath time that went down at my grandparents house was not all sunshine and roses, as I previously reported. 

Mom reminded me that I peed everywhere several times, forcing much laughter from my family, and much cleaning from Mom and Dad.

Now, obviously this is a matter of perspective. For me, everything went quite well. I had the opportunity to pee free (as I like to call it) without the confines of a soggy diaper, and ultimately I ended up clean, and happy. My parents, who had to deal with the steady stream of pee on a more grown-up level, were amused, but this of course made the bath slightly more trying for them.

I think what I did was completely reasonable, but my Mom wanted me to clarify for the sake of presenting every side of the situation.