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Archive for May, 2005

5 months today

Due to popular demand, I am finally posting some entries.  I would be further persuaded to post if you stalkers out there would sign my guestbook!  You know who you are….

I just realized that Graem is 5 months old today!  She’s been rolling over for a little over a week now, and can push up on her arms.  This past Thursday she started saying “Da Da,” much to our dismay!  Yeah, we know, it’s just a matter of phonics….  Or may be she is just sermonizing about the likes of Marcel Duchamp et al.

Graem’s pretty much over her cold, she’s just had a few stray boogers here and there.  Wiping her nose is a covert operation–I don’t understand why babies are so possessive of their boogies!

Graem has been coming with us to our softball games, rooting us to two wins this past week!  Unfortunately it’s been pretty cold for the end of May, so we’ve had to dig up her old winter buntings that she’s already outgrown.

Oh, at work this week Graem has started typing, and somehow the only keys she manages to hit are ‘Ctrl’ ‘Alt’ & ‘Delete’!  She also loves to rustle my plans and eat my notes.  She is so much fun.  I had a meeting on Thursday afternoon, and all she wanted to do was join in and chat with us.  She started singing and screeching at the top of her lungs!  I think she gets very chatty when she’s tired.

We have a busy day today: We are meeting her Wonder Twin buddy Dobbs and his moms, Kim & Sybil, for lunch at the Farmer’s Market.  Then we’re going to the Jens’ for fun and fondue, and slumber party.  We will likely opt out of the slumber part, due to a neglected puppy.

Rice cereal

Graem tried rice cereal for the first time today!  She didn’t seem to mind it too much, and it’s a great step since she’s decided she won’t drink the bottle AT ALL at daycare.

Graem’s first illness

So Graem has her first stuffy nose and I feel like I’ve let her down as a parent.  I know she got it from daycare, because I remember seeing all the boys there with snotty green noses.  It took every shred of strength for me not to just grab her and run away from the boogers!  Graem still seems happy, but every now and then has a confused look like she’s wondering why she can’t breathe.

We’ve tried using the booger bulb, but it doesn’t seem to do much besides make her cry.  I’ve even tried something my dad said he had to do to my brother and me when we were babies: put my mouth over her nose and suck!  Now I have yet another baby secretion to add to my list of poop and earwax and eyecrust to obsess about.  Shawna said that a friend of ours had this cool tube booger-sucker thing–maybe we will try to find one of them.

On a happier note, Graem grabbed her feet by herself today, and was transfixed by that for a little while.

Our first Mother’s Day

Graem took us out for brunch today.  She did need a little help signing the check, her penmanship isn’t quite what it should be.  It was so much fun, everyone greeted us both a happy Mother’s Day.  We spent the rest of the afternoon strolling around the Commons, and visiting with friends.   It’s great to be a mom.

Windmill a bust

So the Windmill was a bust–who would’ve thought that Auntie Anne’s pretzel concession was the only Amish joint in the place?  And actually, they were probably Mennonites, but I think the Amish have better marketing power.  And another thing…. how many “A Spoiled Rotten Schnauzer Lives Here” plaques does one actually need?

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