And I'm thrilled. To be honest, I was a little terrified of having a boy. And it's not just the fact that I had no idea how we would afford to clothe a little guy, although that would've stressed me out quite a bit (although I probably would have gotten really good at sewing, assuming my back would tolerate that much sitting). For some reason, having a girl seems easier at this point, or at least known. And now we just have to worry about a name (we've had our boy names picked out forever) which will be fun.
This ultrasound was really neat. Last time was technologically cooler, but my heart was also ignorant. The place we went to Austin had a 42 inch flat screen monitor hanging on the wall so we could see perfectly well everything the technician saw. And the gal there was fabulous, explaining every little thing she was measuring and looking at, really helped us "see" our baby.
This time, the gal did her thing and didn't make much of an effort to let us even see her monitor. And there was very little explaining, too. BUT, and even though Jane was melting down every 60 seconds, it was more special this time because my heart is wiser, or deeper, or something. Looking back at Jane's ultrasound and her early days as a newborn, it's very cool to see certain things that are very much a part of her personality: she was pretty chill, mostly cooperative, and I'm sure if we could have heard inside the womb she would have been babbling even then.
This lovely little girl of ours was very hyper in comparison (I felt her the first time at 12 weeks) and it took a few minutes to even get a picture of her legs and her feet because she was kicking so much. She also refused to roll off her back so we could get a decent picture of her spine, even with much prodding and much rolling from side to side on my part. After I went to the bathroom, she obliged us for about 2 minutes and then rolled back onto her back, kicking all the while. It's like already I'm starting to get a sense of this child and I'm more excited then ever. It's amazing how we really come fully loaded with personalities...
(oh, and she's measuring right on track for a May 22 due date and everything looks healthy and all, I was a bit worried)
Now it's time to play the name game for the next 18-22 weeks...any suggestions? What is a name that fits with Jane?
Happy Anniversary
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Eric and I celebrated our third anniversary yesterday, well, actually we are celebrating today since Sunday is always such a work day...Yesterday was my last day with my primary class and six girls who've I've really come to love. Fittingly, the lesson was on the building of the Salt Lake Temple and on keeping ourselves worthy, or building a strong foundation of virtue, to be able to enter the temple. It was extra special because I got to spend some time thinking about my own ceremony three years ago and I got to (try) and share with them the sacredness of that event: how the Spirit blessed Eric and I with immense peace all day long, how everyone was stressed out and worried and some even near frantic (my mom tore a huge chunk of lace off my dress and started resewing it the morning of because it looked crooked to her) and how we just had this immense peace all day long, let alone the sweet spirit in our marriage ceremony itself. The wind was blowing like it often does in the desert but I hardly felt it as we took pictures outside later.
In the last rhetoric class I took, we talked about public and private reasons (while studying Arendt? Habermas? I honestly don't remember) and motivations for policy making. Same sex marriage came up, Mormons did not (this was before California's prop 8 and all). I found myself struggling to articulate properly the reasons for a temple marriage to my girls, even though they are phenomenally faithful and mature at 12 years old and all have solid testimonies of our church's doctrines, I mean, I even challenged them to memorize the Proclamation on the Family, for crying out loud (which all of them did and I which their prize was their own, personalized "wordle" I gave them yesterday like the one below).
In this context, the real "private reasons" don't lend themselves to much systematic description and use in a logical argument, which of course drives me crazy. If I can't even adequately describe the importance of a temple marriage to myself, how can I bear testimony of that to others? Well, I did the best I could to my girls and I hope the Spirit filled in the gaps.And that, I guess, is the disadvantage of rhetoric, public policy and the world at large: only sanctioning and using one way of knowing....
Blah, blah, blah, this post is supposed to be about my anniversary and my dear, wonderful husband. He hasn't even had a full week off from finals yet, and he's been such a tremendous help and support around the house, an awesome Daddy, and the sweetest husband. He keeps telling me he's selfish, but I rarely see it. I'm so blessed to have married such a meek, enduring man. Christmas was over before we knew it (I'm not ready for it to be over!) and now we are catching our breath from a long semester and thrilled just to do normal family/couple things together.My sister is taking Jane for the bulk of the day and we are spending it making our bedroom a retreat, putting things up on the walls, finishing all kinds of little organizational and pretty projects, so we can properly retreat to our room in the coming seasons of craziness. We are more than happy to stay home!!
Christmas Eve Sledding
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We went to a local middle school (well, Eric and Jane went with cousins, etc, I stayed home and Christmased) and spent some enjoying the winter advantage of Minnesota--lots and lots of snow (it's been coming down all day, it's piled up to the mailbox here)!! Notice the cousins trying to get Jane and Eric off and away, only Lizzy persists til the job is done.
Merry Christmas Elder Monroe
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To my bro down in Mexico,
Merry Christmas!
We took this after church yesterday and Jane hadn't had a nap OR dinner. She also doesn't particularly like not holding the camera, hence the fussing.
Eric has his last final today, and he looks it in the video.
It's nothing much, but at least you can be reminded of what we look like. Love you, bud!!
and everyone else feel free to watch, there's a great shot of my baby bump.
Merry Christmas!
We took this after church yesterday and Jane hadn't had a nap OR dinner. She also doesn't particularly like not holding the camera, hence the fussing.
Eric has his last final today, and he looks it in the video.
It's nothing much, but at least you can be reminded of what we look like. Love you, bud!!
and everyone else feel free to watch, there's a great shot of my baby bump.
Christmas Card
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Our Christmas has been necessarily simplified this year and the resulting simplicity has been beautiful and surprising at times (maybe more on that later). But it HAS meant we can't send Christmas cards like we want to, which is one of my favorite traditions. But I can post a letter and a pic to this blog (yay!) So please forgive me for not sending hard copies for you to put on your fridge, or wherever.
Looking back on the year 2009, we find ourselves amazed, pleased, and grateful. We successfully made it through the first year of parenthood, the first year of law school, and our first Minnesota winter. We now understand what people told us when Jane was just weeks old—“time flies.”
Eric has done well at school, and we can now say (with proof) that law is a field in which Eric will thrive and excel. His writing skills last year earned him a spot on the civil rights moot court, and his attention to detail has further distinguished him this semester in research. He enjoyed his classes last year, but has loved his classes this semester and thinks he can now see his niche in a specific area of law: tax. Consequently, he’s currently on the job search for something tax related this summer. Last summer he had the opportunity to work with Judge Crabtree and the magistrate judges at the district court in Burley, Idaho. It was a great experience and each judge was an excellent mentor. This year, Eric has found a way to mentor as President of the Minnesota Law Families group (with Marcee as his unofficial VP), officer in the J. Reuben Clark Law Students group, an orientation leader back in September, and a student instructor starting this January. Being so busy hasn’t stopped him from being an awesome daddy and husband. Jane thinks her daddy is pretty hilarious, snuggly, patient, and all around wonderful. Marcee thinks so, too.
Marcee has had a challenging year as well. She feels like she’s getting the hang of this parenthood thing and just wishes her body would cooperate more fully. She’s had some back problems throughout the year, which have interfered with life somewhat, with two particularly rough spots where she couldn’t even take care of Jane for a while. We are hopeful that things will continue to heal. While on her back, Marcee discovered the wide world of craft, design, and mommy blogs, began digital scrapbooking, and has learned to enjoy reading for pleasure again. She had a busy summer as well, having surgery, completing her Masters, and moving to a slightly bigger apartment with a whole lot more light. She loves serving in primary both as 11 year old teacher and music co-director with Eric. She does the planning and preparing during the week and he does the teaching on Sunday. They are a great team. Speaking of teamwork, Marcee is learning to step it up with regards to house management so that Eric can spend his time at home more effectively.
Jane started talking early, moving late, and growing ahead of schedule. Her head is off the growth charts, she’s at the top of the charts in height and weight, she has all four molars and is cutting her eye teeth. Jane began crawling at ten months old while at Grandma Julie’s, then took her first steps 4 months later. Needless to say, Mom and her back were very excited by this development. Jane has always been a vocal child and began talking before she began crawling. Her first word was “hi.” Her vocabulary is easily more than 40 words and with the two latest and cutest being “star” (or “tars”) and “snow” (this one can’t be described, she blows out her nose for the “s” and than says “no,” for a video of it, go check out here). She also knows the number three, since we live on the third floor, and likes to “count”. She’s grown into such a loving child—hugging, cuddling, and kissing. She is a gift we get to unwrap everyday as we watch her personality and character develop. We are amazed at how, already, she is so independent, particular, and detailed.
“Presto” will be joining our family sometime in May. His/Her nickname comes from the style of his/her entrance into our family, as in: “Presto! You’re pregnant!” We are sure this little one will add the same delight and magic to our family.
As this holiday approaches, we find ourselves wishing we could spend more of it with the people we love most and hope that this letter compensates somewhat for our absence. We love you!
So here is the picture and letter we would have sent to you all.
Merry Christmas
from Eric, Marcee, Jane, and Presto
Merry Christmasfrom Eric, Marcee, Jane, and Presto
Looking back on the year 2009, we find ourselves amazed, pleased, and grateful. We successfully made it through the first year of parenthood, the first year of law school, and our first Minnesota winter. We now understand what people told us when Jane was just weeks old—“time flies.”
Eric has done well at school, and we can now say (with proof) that law is a field in which Eric will thrive and excel. His writing skills last year earned him a spot on the civil rights moot court, and his attention to detail has further distinguished him this semester in research. He enjoyed his classes last year, but has loved his classes this semester and thinks he can now see his niche in a specific area of law: tax. Consequently, he’s currently on the job search for something tax related this summer. Last summer he had the opportunity to work with Judge Crabtree and the magistrate judges at the district court in Burley, Idaho. It was a great experience and each judge was an excellent mentor. This year, Eric has found a way to mentor as President of the Minnesota Law Families group (with Marcee as his unofficial VP), officer in the J. Reuben Clark Law Students group, an orientation leader back in September, and a student instructor starting this January. Being so busy hasn’t stopped him from being an awesome daddy and husband. Jane thinks her daddy is pretty hilarious, snuggly, patient, and all around wonderful. Marcee thinks so, too.
Marcee has had a challenging year as well. She feels like she’s getting the hang of this parenthood thing and just wishes her body would cooperate more fully. She’s had some back problems throughout the year, which have interfered with life somewhat, with two particularly rough spots where she couldn’t even take care of Jane for a while. We are hopeful that things will continue to heal. While on her back, Marcee discovered the wide world of craft, design, and mommy blogs, began digital scrapbooking, and has learned to enjoy reading for pleasure again. She had a busy summer as well, having surgery, completing her Masters, and moving to a slightly bigger apartment with a whole lot more light. She loves serving in primary both as 11 year old teacher and music co-director with Eric. She does the planning and preparing during the week and he does the teaching on Sunday. They are a great team. Speaking of teamwork, Marcee is learning to step it up with regards to house management so that Eric can spend his time at home more effectively.
Jane started talking early, moving late, and growing ahead of schedule. Her head is off the growth charts, she’s at the top of the charts in height and weight, she has all four molars and is cutting her eye teeth. Jane began crawling at ten months old while at Grandma Julie’s, then took her first steps 4 months later. Needless to say, Mom and her back were very excited by this development. Jane has always been a vocal child and began talking before she began crawling. Her first word was “hi.” Her vocabulary is easily more than 40 words and with the two latest and cutest being “star” (or “tars”) and “snow” (this one can’t be described, she blows out her nose for the “s” and than says “no,” for a video of it, go check out here). She also knows the number three, since we live on the third floor, and likes to “count”. She’s grown into such a loving child—hugging, cuddling, and kissing. She is a gift we get to unwrap everyday as we watch her personality and character develop. We are amazed at how, already, she is so independent, particular, and detailed.
“Presto” will be joining our family sometime in May. His/Her nickname comes from the style of his/her entrance into our family, as in: “Presto! You’re pregnant!” We are sure this little one will add the same delight and magic to our family.
As this holiday approaches, we find ourselves wishing we could spend more of it with the people we love most and hope that this letter compensates somewhat for our absence. We love you!
When it's 23 degrees
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Minnesotans come out in droves and many don't wear coats.
23 is warm, baby.
oh, and recycling and trash, we call it the same thing--garbage.
23 is warm, baby.
oh, and recycling and trash, we call it the same thing--garbage.
Tuna
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I'm sharing this at Eric's request, and because he was such a great husband this morning and last night (I mean, come one, unloading the dishwasher AND going to get milk on the morning of a final?), and because HE thinks it's so funny, here we go:
Jane likes to play in the food storage. It's in a small bookcase with a cute little curtain covering it near Eric's desk. Usually she plays with the tomato paste but recently she thinks the tuna cans are cool. She's been toting them around and after I put her down for her nap yesterday, I saw one under the Christmas tree and I suddenly knew what I was having for lunch.
Jane also likes to play in the short garbage can by Daddy's desk, which is where I threw the tuna can after I was done with it. Fast forward to Mom making dinner and Jane toddling around playing with dice (which she likes to put in her mouth for some strange reason...*sigh*) I peak in on her from the kitchen and she's putting the dice into something metallic, I can hear a hollow clinking. Yep, it's the tuna can and you KNOW where those dice are going next. Mom intercedes and tells Jane that can is garbage and she throws it away.
Later, I hear a heavy thunking in the garbage can. Jane is throwing away the tuna cans that are in food storage. Obedient kiddo, right? Not quite, Eric tells me after I've gone to bed the empty tuna can is in food storage.
Jane likes to play in the food storage. It's in a small bookcase with a cute little curtain covering it near Eric's desk. Usually she plays with the tomato paste but recently she thinks the tuna cans are cool. She's been toting them around and after I put her down for her nap yesterday, I saw one under the Christmas tree and I suddenly knew what I was having for lunch.
Jane also likes to play in the short garbage can by Daddy's desk, which is where I threw the tuna can after I was done with it. Fast forward to Mom making dinner and Jane toddling around playing with dice (which she likes to put in her mouth for some strange reason...*sigh*) I peak in on her from the kitchen and she's putting the dice into something metallic, I can hear a hollow clinking. Yep, it's the tuna can and you KNOW where those dice are going next. Mom intercedes and tells Jane that can is garbage and she throws it away.
Later, I hear a heavy thunking in the garbage can. Jane is throwing away the tuna cans that are in food storage. Obedient kiddo, right? Not quite, Eric tells me after I've gone to bed the empty tuna can is in food storage.
Dirty Secret
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And I mean that in a totally normal way. At least the "dirty" part, as in "soiled, grimy, grubby, cluttered, dusty, smudged, icky" or just plain old "unclean" (minus the biblical connotations). As for the secret part, well, if you've been over my house much (or had the challenge of being my roommate) it's not much of a secret.
Housekeeping is one of my challenges. I'm about as good at daily maintenance in my home as I am at mingling at a party. Both are WAY out of my comfort zone and often result in pain. I'm pretty good at project cleaning, which is why it's important to have a regular dinner party scheduled. But throw in my back issues this last year and an increasingly destructive toddler and I have seen the light, you know, at least as much of it filters in through my dirty windows ;-)
Seriously, though, I have been making a concentrated and prioritized effort to be better about daily cleaning. I know, I know, this is all plain and obvious to the vast majority of you (which is REALLY why I am writing it, we'll get to that in a minute), but I'm missing some pretty important habits like picking up after myself. Yes, I did just admit that.
Here's what I did:
I made a list of all the tasks that, if done everyday, prevent chaos from encroaching on our home--things that, if they don't get done they leave me behind the next day. They are really pretty basic and, again, obvious. The biggest one is running the dishwasher at night and unloading it in the morning. If that doesn't happen, the kitchen gets smelling bad really fast. So I made a list of these (and I included other daily goals for our family, like family devotional, family prayer, and my own personal prayer and scripture study) and put them all on a table with a space to check each of them off everyday. It's hanging on my fridge next to my sink and I can't help but see it everytime I get a drink of water (which is a lot these days). And you know what? It works.
Even with Christmas coming and the mess that getting all of that decor out and up made and the mess that Christmas crafting creates and, again, the mess of the destructo-Jane, I can maintain a minimum level of sanitation (I wouldn't really call it clean) if I just do my "foundation tasks." Anything above that, is, for now, just a bonus.
So here's where you know-it-alls come in. Any suggestions for becoming cleaner and dealing with the chaos a toddler naturally brings? You know, before I'm dealing with two of these creatures??? I am determined that in a (relatively) short amount of time that I regularly make my house a House of Order.
Housekeeping is one of my challenges. I'm about as good at daily maintenance in my home as I am at mingling at a party. Both are WAY out of my comfort zone and often result in pain. I'm pretty good at project cleaning, which is why it's important to have a regular dinner party scheduled. But throw in my back issues this last year and an increasingly destructive toddler and I have seen the light, you know, at least as much of it filters in through my dirty windows ;-)
Seriously, though, I have been making a concentrated and prioritized effort to be better about daily cleaning. I know, I know, this is all plain and obvious to the vast majority of you (which is REALLY why I am writing it, we'll get to that in a minute), but I'm missing some pretty important habits like picking up after myself. Yes, I did just admit that.
Here's what I did:
I made a list of all the tasks that, if done everyday, prevent chaos from encroaching on our home--things that, if they don't get done they leave me behind the next day. They are really pretty basic and, again, obvious. The biggest one is running the dishwasher at night and unloading it in the morning. If that doesn't happen, the kitchen gets smelling bad really fast. So I made a list of these (and I included other daily goals for our family, like family devotional, family prayer, and my own personal prayer and scripture study) and put them all on a table with a space to check each of them off everyday. It's hanging on my fridge next to my sink and I can't help but see it everytime I get a drink of water (which is a lot these days). And you know what? It works.
Even with Christmas coming and the mess that getting all of that decor out and up made and the mess that Christmas crafting creates and, again, the mess of the destructo-Jane, I can maintain a minimum level of sanitation (I wouldn't really call it clean) if I just do my "foundation tasks." Anything above that, is, for now, just a bonus.
So here's where you know-it-alls come in. Any suggestions for becoming cleaner and dealing with the chaos a toddler naturally brings? You know, before I'm dealing with two of these creatures??? I am determined that in a (relatively) short amount of time that I regularly make my house a House of Order.
Glazed Doughnut
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Someone at choir practice described Jane as a glazed doughnut today. I think it is the most perfect description, and not just for her shiny, snot-sheened face from her perpetual nose drip. Her eyes are pretty glazed today, too. Although it doesn't describe the whineyness and the emotional break downs...She went to bed late last night (8:30), slept crappy and woke up at 6:20. Church starts in less than an hour and she's been fighting her nap for more than the last half hour and parenting really sucks when it's a solo game (it's finals week. only 8 more days to go). On the plus side, we move to a 9:00 am church schedule in January so I want have this nap quandary every week.
The Jane Show
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The other night Eric and I decided to capture "snow" on video and then we got a bit carried away making Jane perform. She did really well, though. And right at the end I remembered to have her say "good girl," which I've been meaning to blog about (stay tuned for a post about rhetoric and "good girl"...) The video is long (two minutes plus) but it's jam packed with cuteness, at least according to this totally impartial mother.
Someday
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Someday when I'm healthy, or more healthy, or better at coping with it...I would like to do many things:
This last is the real reason I'm posting today. I have a kitchen table full of stuff to be crafted and I'm on the couch laying on my side typing one handed iceing and wishing I could do more in a day. It is frustrating hen just a trip Michael's wears me out for the day. But I am improving, at least I can go to Michael's. Yay! What's weighing on me lately is that I always have more ideas than ability to complete. *sigh* It's like forever a truckload of seeds yielding just a bushel of fruit.
So maybe if I blog about my ideas I'll feel more...substantial?
The project I'm most looking forward to is making a Little People-esqe nativity set. Here's the inspiration picture, tutorial over at Nannygoat
Don't know if I'll get to that one this year...
Nester has really inspired me this Christmas to Do Less, Be More and the way I want that to look this Christmas is a greater, better focus on Christ. I got looking around at my decor and decided I want more of it to be explicitly about Christ. One of Nester's sponsors is a company called Dayspring that sells all kinds of Christian decor, some really pretty, classy stuff. So one of the projects I will get done is a little sign that reads "Jesus is the Gift" to go on the short bookcases that double as our sofa table that you see when you walk in. I have several boxes wrapped there with a picture of Mary holding Jesus. I'll do my best to show it to you when I get 'er done.
And then there are a billion little projects and ideas that I can barely write down that I want to do, like this refashion got me all twitterpated AGAIN about the potentials of refashioning...
and this freezer paper project made me wish I'd sold my bistro table and stroller to afford a Cricut when JoAnne's had that amazing Black Friday deal...I never thought to combine freezer paper and the cricut, but DUH the possibilities make me a little breathy...speaking of that particular blogger, the "aspiring craft mastermind" Melanie over at Crafty Cupboard, she's relatively new to posting her crafting exploits, but DANG is she productive. An inspiration to me, actually.
Now I'm going to try and do one small thing while Jane is sleeping, now that I'm done iceing and wishing (er, complaining) I type pretty fast one handed these days, eh?
- I'd like to work on my music more, (which I can't do so much now as my sitting time is so rationed...)
- I'd like to finish a novel (this one is more possible in the future, as soon as I stop falling asleep at 7:30-8:00 at night and I become a better housekeeper).
- I'd like to craft on a regular basis and post about them here so this isn't always just the Jane Show. I have several Christmas crafts I want to get to, but again, rationed sitting time on top of Jane's developing talent for destruction....
This last is the real reason I'm posting today. I have a kitchen table full of stuff to be crafted and I'm on the couch laying on my side typing one handed iceing and wishing I could do more in a day. It is frustrating hen just a trip Michael's wears me out for the day. But I am improving, at least I can go to Michael's. Yay! What's weighing on me lately is that I always have more ideas than ability to complete. *sigh* It's like forever a truckload of seeds yielding just a bushel of fruit.
So maybe if I blog about my ideas I'll feel more...substantial?
The project I'm most looking forward to is making a Little People-esqe nativity set. Here's the inspiration picture, tutorial over at Nannygoat
Don't know if I'll get to that one this year...
Nester has really inspired me this Christmas to Do Less, Be More and the way I want that to look this Christmas is a greater, better focus on Christ. I got looking around at my decor and decided I want more of it to be explicitly about Christ. One of Nester's sponsors is a company called Dayspring that sells all kinds of Christian decor, some really pretty, classy stuff. So one of the projects I will get done is a little sign that reads "Jesus is the Gift" to go on the short bookcases that double as our sofa table that you see when you walk in. I have several boxes wrapped there with a picture of Mary holding Jesus. I'll do my best to show it to you when I get 'er done.
And then there are a billion little projects and ideas that I can barely write down that I want to do, like this refashion got me all twitterpated AGAIN about the potentials of refashioning...
and this freezer paper project made me wish I'd sold my bistro table and stroller to afford a Cricut when JoAnne's had that amazing Black Friday deal...I never thought to combine freezer paper and the cricut, but DUH the possibilities make me a little breathy...speaking of that particular blogger, the "aspiring craft mastermind" Melanie over at Crafty Cupboard, she's relatively new to posting her crafting exploits, but DANG is she productive. An inspiration to me, actually.
Now I'm going to try and do one small thing while Jane is sleeping, now that I'm done iceing and wishing (er, complaining) I type pretty fast one handed these days, eh?
My Life is Full...maybe Too Full...
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New words: Jane said "applesauce" the other day, go three syllables! The other three syllable word she's got nailed is "numanums" or "M&Ms," our incentive for trying to go potty. It's her second cutest word. Her cutest word by far was learned and laughed about today. We got our first snow here and it's gracefully dusting the tree out our third story window and everything below. Jane thinks it's pretty cool. I think it's pretty cool how she says "snow." She blows out her nose to say the "s" and then says "no." Try it, it sounds pretty similar. How creative is that? I've been trying to get a video all morning, but alas...
I think the few years Eric spent in Belgium as a kid learning French has done irreversible damage to Jane, frequently her meals consist of fruit and cheese. I just wish blueberries weren't so messy.
One night whilst trying to keep away from Eric I discovered Jane had enough hair to actually style. A photo shoot ensued the next day where I discovered Jane likes squirrels as much as the dogs on Up. This photo was taken right after I said "squirrel" in an attempt to get her to look anywhere but down. She was then glued to the window.
Jane really likes to be naked. And she really hates to get dressed. I let her be naked for (max) ten minutes or so this morning. Reading on her bean bag was a whole new experience! I'm always really watchful when I let her go naked so I don't find any surprises later. Well, turns out I wasn't watchful enough, although I am fast. This afternoon Jane wanted to read stories again and started to climb onto her bean bag when I discovered the happy yellow puddle. Jane, the carpet, and I remained unscathed, the bean bag still needs a good scrub.
Jane's excessive drooling has turned into Toddler Rosacia. It's very sad and very sore and looks very much like this:
I think the few years Eric spent in Belgium as a kid learning French has done irreversible damage to Jane, frequently her meals consist of fruit and cheese. I just wish blueberries weren't so messy.
One night whilst trying to keep away from Eric I discovered Jane had enough hair to actually style. A photo shoot ensued the next day where I discovered Jane likes squirrels as much as the dogs on Up. This photo was taken right after I said "squirrel" in an attempt to get her to look anywhere but down. She was then glued to the window.
Jane really likes to be naked. And she really hates to get dressed. I let her be naked for (max) ten minutes or so this morning. Reading on her bean bag was a whole new experience! I'm always really watchful when I let her go naked so I don't find any surprises later. Well, turns out I wasn't watchful enough, although I am fast. This afternoon Jane wanted to read stories again and started to climb onto her bean bag when I discovered the happy yellow puddle. Jane, the carpet, and I remained unscathed, the bean bag still needs a good scrub.
Jane's excessive drooling has turned into Toddler Rosacia. It's very sad and very sore and looks very much like this:
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