It’s been a while since I last hit the, " publish entry" button. I have missed it. And even though I feel like I am leaving a big gap by not having written since before Christmas, it’s just a little too overwhelming to think of picking up where I left off, all those weeks ago. So instead of filling you in on the last month, I am going to start fresh, with something that doesn’t take a lot of remembering, a random re-telling of the thoughts and joys that have been on my heart and mind., today.
Naturally, that means I am about to talk about my sweet little family. Especially, our dear little daughter, who is my constant wee companion. And a source of non-stop delight.
For starters, here is snippet from a comment I left for a friend of mine who has such a lovely, lovely little blog, telling her about the excitment stemming from Annabelle’s morning nap, in connection with the excitement of her very own little girl’s nap, which you can read about here.
" Funny you should mention Audrey’s crib/snot escapades in today’s post because not minutes before, reading your post, I went in to check on a very quiet Annabelle who had been napping for a unusually long time…only to find her much to my horror, happily peeling and eating pieces of the cork off the bulletin board I have up next to her crib. She was so pleased with herself…I had no idea she could reach it from her crib…needless to say the bulletin board is being hung far, far from her curious little reach…"
Words that our isty-bitsy, teeny-tiny daughter has been saying:
ite ( as in a bite of food)
elly-button ( she said it to David and I the other night…clear as day, you should have seen our jaws drop in astonishment)
ity (pretty) She says it when she is playing with my earrings and I say, " yes those are Mommy’s Pretties, be gentle!")
eeka-oo ( peek-a-boo)
yuck ( often copy-catting one of us for telling her to spit out whatever she just put in her put in her mouth from off the floor!)
nd the new Word of the day: ooon ( i.e. balloon) She saw a smiley faced helium balloon at Fred Meyer’s tonight and it gave her such a thrill…I think know what Daddy is going to be getting her for Valentines day…Also while shopping, David decided we were going to dump out the contents of our canvas shopping bag and replace them with our baby…he get’s these silly inklings in the store of all places…and boy was she ever happy all tucked in her little swinging pouch.
Some of her Favorite Things:
And Junk Mail(finally someone around here who appriciates it)
She loves giving kisses…And of all the kinds of kisses there are in the world, aren’t baby kisses are the best? She opens her mouth slightly, leans in and lightly rests her tiny lips on yours, for well, quite a while…And Until this last week she was holding out on kissing her Daddy ( we think it has something to do with his scratchy facial hair) but now it’s a all I can do to get a kiss in edge-wise…and let me tell her Daddy is beyond pleased.
It was so cute, the other night as we were about to drift off to sleep , out of nowhere David asked me if I would like an Annabelle-kiss…
“From you?” I said.
…the imitation was so perfect it sent me into a fit of giggles.
‘shhhh…you’ll wake the baby.” He wispers. But I think I can hear him smiling in the dark.
She waves all the time…she even waves at “things.” When I bring her out of her room from a nap, she’ll wave at the piano or the stove, or just out the window at the kitty.
She throws her hands up in the air, over her head and grins proudly when we say…“how big is baby?” “Soooo big.” Her poppy taught her how to do this over Christmas. My mom used to do it with me when I was a baby…
oes twirling is count as a hobby? If not, it should be. We have spent the last few nights dancing around the kitchen…with Christmas money from my Dad, David and I picked out a under the cabinet CD player to go in the kitchen…We have been having more fun in our music-filled kitchen. And Annabelle loves twirling, it makes her giggle and that, makes me giggle.
And now I need to run. Baby is all tucked in for the night and David and I have a date planned. We are going to play a cut-throat game of Phase 10 on the living room floor,watching Loony Tunes and eating chocolate. After all, this is precisely what Friday nights are for!