We have a PIGGY!

Ok, that title is stretching the truth a little. We don't have a REAL pig, but we have a daughter that has pigtails now. Brian hates it if I put just one on the top of her head, so she's going to be a pigtail girl. I must say, she looks like a little girl with pigtails instead of a baby. Who told her that she could grow up? Oh, that would be Brian.

Loves to snuggle with anything soft.

She loves to put my makeup on with me. Well, she'd rather eat my brushes anyway.

I love this picture of those two.

There she is again into my makeup bag and playing with daddy.

She sure is a cute little piggy, isn't she? Now, if only I could get Brian to agree with me on getting her out of bed in the morning. He thinks that she needs to eat every time she cries and I have had it with her sleeping in my bed. She takes up my entire side and it's not even from my doing. Brian just jumps right out, brings her in, and says, "Mommy, she's hungry." Ugh. She's 9 months old and should be sleeping longer than 6 hours without eating. I'd just have her cry it out, but the hubster is wrapped around her finger and will cater to her every whine. What's a girl to do?

Oh, did I mention that she is walking now? First steps? May 4th. She is getting better at it every day and is up to more than 5 steps before falling now. Brian is in heaven. I am baby proofing again.

Happy Exhaustion

Today was a very good day! I'm going to confess to an omission though. I was supposed to go on primary visits today, even put it on my to do list. However, my primary president didn't call to tell me it was Thursday, so I just happily went on my merry way and returned the favor of not reminding her. I know. Sinful. What did I do instead? Well, it was a glorious 74 degrees outside today, so I dressed myself and sweet Claire in shorts. Wonderful shorts. We walked to pitiful Allen's to stock up on snicker doodle ingredients and even indulged in some yummy peanut butter m&m's. Claire fell asleep on the way home, so I decided to finally stop procrastinating my bread making days and I made bread around noon. My house is too cold for bread to rise quickly, so I still didn't get it done until around 7. During those bread rising hours, Claire and I took a stroll to the nearby park and were shocked that no one was there in the nice weather. We played with rattles, she tried to eat grass, and then moseyed back home to smash the bread down.

Bread smashed.

Claire got ornery, very ornery, but wouldn't take a nap. Life story. Instead, she re-discovered how much she loves Mr. Bear, as we like to call him.

I called Kayli and we went to get the yummiest treat this side of the Mississippi. Snow cones! Sweet goodness they opened today! That was an adventure in itself. Claire knocked Kayli's snowcone all over the table. I felt so bad!! We cleaned it up and I sat down to eat mine and barely bummed the darn wobbly table and knocked mine over too! Stink! The nice lady there hooked us up with another. Sweet! It was everything I wanted in a snowcone today too!

Came back home, ate dinner, made bread, watched a hilarious Parks and Recreation and then Claire and I both felt it was bedtime. Evidence?

We were trying to wait up for Brian. She fell asleep while I was trying to preoccupy her with a movie on the ipad. I didn't last much longer. Nighty night!

Mothers

This post is a bit premature for Mother's Day, but while I'm feeling a little overwhelmed, yet grateful, I'm going to post it. First off, Claire is a little sicky. She has been running out of every hole in her face for the last two days. It was so weird. All of a sudden she was sick. No warning signs, no slightly runny nose to warn us, just all of a sudden. Poor thing. It's been a long two days. On top of that, she hasn't really been taking her naps unless I force her. I'll let her cry it out for a few minutes and then she'll finally sleep, but even that is short lived. If you're a mom, then you'll know how much those nap times are cherished. So, today I taught piano lessons at 4:00. Claire and I had been taking a nap together and my efforts to put her in her own bed still asleep failed. She woke up resisting sleep as usual. However, she was still so tired and screaming. I can't teach piano like that. I put her in her bed as usual and resumed my teaching. She screamed. I checked on her, just fine, left her there to cry it out. She stopped crying shortly after so I taught the rest of my lesson (about 10 minutes). When I went in to check on her again there was no baby in the crib. My heart literally stopped. I've had horrible nightmares that I go in to the bedroom and my baby has stopped breathing, or just somehow died in the night. (I try not to think about it to much because it, of course, is too scary). Anyway, she had fallen out of her crib and was on the floor snuggling with her monkey. Ok, guys. She did not 'climb' out. She can't even walk let alone lift her legs that high. I didn't know what else to do, so I shouted her name without even thinking about it and she woke up, looked at me confused, and started whining a little bit (just because she was tired I think). I was shaking all over, almost sobbing and so scared. No broken bones, no bruises, she's not whining about any certain area on her body. Just fine. My poor little girl. Needless to say, we dropped the mattress down to the lowest setting.

I called my mother in law because she called me during my lesson and I told her what happened. Reaction? Laughter. When I told my mom what happened? Oh, you want to know her reaction? Laughter. What??? I wanted to crawl in a whole and never put her in her crib again and they're laughing? Apparently my brothers and I all fell out of our cribs too and my brother in laws all fell out of their high chair. All I have to say is THANK GOODNESS for mothers who have gone before us. I don't think my children would survive if I didn't have two mothers to calm me down and tell me what to do when things happen that are out of my control.

The advice I got? Don't tell Brian, he worries too much. Too true. Good thing he doesn't read my blog!

Anyway, on a happier note, here are some pictures.

I'm a hideous sleeper, but she's too cute!

Reading her favorite book: Farm Babies