My Lovey...

January has been quite an unproductive month.  I have gotten in a few sessions (*2) working out with Gilad on FitTV, made some killer beef stroganoff,  and kind of caught up with laundry, but most everything else is in disarray--the kitchen, bathrooms, mail mountains, my waist-line...not to mention the yard, garage, and Christmas decorations stillll shining.  Even though I have a to-do list eight pages deep, I love every smile and bounce, gurp and giggle that distracts me from it all.  She is truly a Joy!

Camera lights, flashes, and beeps--Oh my.

It's hard to get her to smile if I am looking through the camera lens--so I have to sacrifice my aim.

Lesson learned...

Should have strapped her in--Fortunately the swing is very low to the ground.

Have I got a surprise for you!...

You can't come back from this.

This might take bleach.  And...a bath.

Clean. Clean. Clean.

4 months.  13 lbs.

Oh the places you will go.

Yes...I am a hypocrite.  This was a post explicitly about poop.  It's my world--I just had to share.

Lazy morning and bed head...

Yum.

Let the teething begin!

Blue Steal...

Just hangin' with dad...

Is nothing sacred...?

Oh Bogey... He has no shame.

"I dare you to make me move"

Sleep Strike...

Bradley has always been a great sleeper, and for that, I am so thankful!  But...recently... Little Bit has been growing growing growing.  She has learned to roll over, bat at her toys, and motor-boat her paci out when she knows it's nap time (or bed time); therefore, she has been a bit cranky pants about the routine we have been working hard to establish.  I am trying to cope.

 

Bradley normally sleeps on her belly.  I wrap her up, flip her over, and force a snuggle with the duck. 

But lately...

She power kicks out of the swaddle, cries, spits out her paci, and cries some more.  When I cave, this is what I find. How can I be mad?

Nap time?  Whuuuht?

Holiday Guest(S)

 I wrote a whole long bit about the holidays and blah blah, but I accidentally deleted it.  So, in my frustration, this is all you get. 

Merry Christmas to us.

Christmas Eve

Grandpa Fred gave Bradley a recordable Hallmark book for Christmas.  It is such a precious gift that she will enjoy for many years to come!

Just a few of the 14 nieces and nephews on the Sandlin side that came to a post-Christmas dinner.  Poor Finn was recovering from the ick.

Matthew and Bradley