This evening has been very...eventful. Nathan flew out this afternoon for an auditor's conference so it was All Girl's Night at the Blais'. Anna Jane fell asleep on the way home and slept right through the move to her crib and me making dinner. After having to wake her up, she ate an entire dish of carrots and surprisingly an entire dish of pears. While she was playing with a new toy from Nana, I was just about done with the dishes when I thought I heard Anna Jane talking. Now, talking at our house is no surprise and Anna "talking" is no surprise either. But this time it sounded different. So I turned off the water and headed to the living room where she was playing. Sure enough she was actually saying something. This was the first time I'd ever heard her say something in syllable form and not just cooing or squealing. I grabbed the Flip, which is awesome btw, and this is what resulted*:
Now, I'm no linguistics expert, but that sounds like MaMa to me. I'm kind of surprised, because Nathan and I have actually been working on "Dada" more. And I also had a hunch she might actually say "Nana" first. Not because we've been practicing, but because my mom promised Anna Jane a big savings account in her name if that was her first word. Apparently, my child can't be bought. Yet.
So after getting the second time she said it on video, we called Daddy to share the good news. Then Anna Jane celebrated her achievement by pooping in the ducky tub. *sigh* Motherhood is a roller coaster. Ups and downs all in a matter of 45 minutes.
*Sorry, for the lengthy intro, but I wanted to remember exactly what we were doing when Anna said her first words. I know. I'm a dork.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Because Jessica's not the boss of me...
I'm entering this contest without her approval. I hope I win. Then Anna Jane can have six month pictures. Two months late.
Go here for your chance to win too.
Go here for your chance to win too.
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Seven swans a swimming...
Or seven ducks a swimming.
Or just 1 big duck and a 7 month old.
Yep! You heard right. 7 months! And to celebrate her 7 month b-day, Anna Jane got her very own big girl bathtub; complete with quacking beak. And momma? Well, she got her very own splash-free kitchen back. Yes!
Bath time is always a favorite and now the splashing can be frequent and uninhibited.
7 month stats:
Food:
(sigh) Where to begin? The girl loves it. As in, all day-nothing better-plan your life around-mom and dad going broke-loves it. The day starts with a 4 oz shot of the ole dried milk flakes in a can; followed 30 minutes later by a huge bowl of oatmeal at the daycare because GAH! we're starving her at home. Then a little veggie action mid-morning followed by a big 6 ouncer before nap time. And well, all that sleeping really works up an appetite. So another 6 ounces it is. And because no ride home from the d.c. is fun without a little background screaming and by gosh the world is going to end if you even take your heels off first, another round of veggies is in order immediately.
Oh, but we're not done. The veggies are not enough. No, we must have more. NOW! But, heaven forbid you even waive that nasty, no good, I'm gonna use this bib to strangle myself if you even waive that fruit near this high chair. I demand more veggies and more veggies only. You can say yum yum, pretend to eat, mix something in it, stand on your head, do the hokey pokey, whatever. But, nothing by the name of applesauce, peaches, or pears is going in this mouth. I will, however, take another 6 oz of that formula before I retire for the night.
Faves: Peas, green beans, carrots, squash and sometimes sweet potatoes.
Hates: Anything other than her faves.
Likes:
*Playing with kitchen utensils.
*Playing "Taggie-On-The-Head" with The Nana.
*Finger painting at school.
*Listening to BNL with Daddy.
*Taking walks with mommy.
*The YMCA water park in Wichita.
*Any and every thing the cousins do.
Dislikes:
*Being left in a room by herself.
*Staying in the car-seat.
*Having face wiped after meals.
*Taking a nap at the exact time that Mommy just happens to watch a movie.
*The no-splash zone during bath time.
Other highlights from this month:
*Officially sleeps through the night!
*Has three teeth. All on the bottom center.
*Graduated to 12-18 month clothes and size 4 diapers.
*Turns her head to someone calling her name.
*Does "The Penguin" when excited or happy.
*Sits up unassisted and finally puts weight on her legs when you hold her.
*Recognizes familiar songs. Especially, Skinamarink and ABC's.
As always, a few pics from the past month. Because, really, my writing creativity was left at the hospital as a barter agreement for the nurse to hand over my baybeh.
What were people saying about Anna Jane looking like Nathan? Hmmm... I'm thinking these two have Bradshaw written all over 'em.
First time zoo friends. And as always, Colt can't keep his hands off her.
Or just 1 big duck and a 7 month old.
Yep! You heard right. 7 months! And to celebrate her 7 month b-day, Anna Jane got her very own big girl bathtub; complete with quacking beak. And momma? Well, she got her very own splash-free kitchen back. Yes!
Bath time is always a favorite and now the splashing can be frequent and uninhibited.
7 month stats:Food:
(sigh) Where to begin? The girl loves it. As in, all day-nothing better-plan your life around-mom and dad going broke-loves it. The day starts with a 4 oz shot of the ole dried milk flakes in a can; followed 30 minutes later by a huge bowl of oatmeal at the daycare because GAH! we're starving her at home. Then a little veggie action mid-morning followed by a big 6 ouncer before nap time. And well, all that sleeping really works up an appetite. So another 6 ounces it is. And because no ride home from the d.c. is fun without a little background screaming and by gosh the world is going to end if you even take your heels off first, another round of veggies is in order immediately.
Oh, but we're not done. The veggies are not enough. No, we must have more. NOW! But, heaven forbid you even waive that nasty, no good, I'm gonna use this bib to strangle myself if you even waive that fruit near this high chair. I demand more veggies and more veggies only. You can say yum yum, pretend to eat, mix something in it, stand on your head, do the hokey pokey, whatever. But, nothing by the name of applesauce, peaches, or pears is going in this mouth. I will, however, take another 6 oz of that formula before I retire for the night.
Faves: Peas, green beans, carrots, squash and sometimes sweet potatoes.
Hates: Anything other than her faves.
Likes:
*Playing with kitchen utensils.
*Playing "Taggie-On-The-Head" with The Nana.
*Finger painting at school.
*Listening to BNL with Daddy.
*Taking walks with mommy.
*The YMCA water park in Wichita.
*Any and every thing the cousins do.
Dislikes:
*Being left in a room by herself.
*Staying in the car-seat.
*Having face wiped after meals.
*Taking a nap at the exact time that Mommy just happens to watch a movie.
*The no-splash zone during bath time.
Other highlights from this month:
*Officially sleeps through the night!
*Has three teeth. All on the bottom center.
*Graduated to 12-18 month clothes and size 4 diapers.
*Turns her head to someone calling her name.
*Does "The Penguin" when excited or happy.
*Sits up unassisted and finally puts weight on her legs when you hold her.
*Recognizes familiar songs. Especially, Skinamarink and ABC's.
As always, a few pics from the past month. Because, really, my writing creativity was left at the hospital as a barter agreement for the nurse to hand over my baybeh.
Whipping up a little treat for Nana.
Something that requires a salad spinner, juicer and spatula.
Cousin time! aka The Semi-Annual Long Leg Summit.
What were people saying about Anna Jane looking like Nathan? Hmmm... I'm thinking these two have Bradshaw written all over 'em.
First time zoo friends. And as always, Colt can't keep his hands off her.
Anna Jane, Daddy is fibbing to you. He has NEVER caught a fish that big.
PJ play time with the mom-ster.
It should be illegal to be this cute.
Baby sitting night. The only 30 minutes it took for me to realize
there was a reason God didn't give me twins.
PJ play time with the mom-ster.
It should be illegal to be this cute.
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